him.

Wait, Last Night?

I wake up in the morning, memorizing the dream I just had. 'Cause it was a dream, it had to be... Jackson does not like me in that way. We are best friends and I doubt I am even his type...

Drowning myself in thought and sweat I get a text. 'How drunk was I last night?' pops up on my lock screen. It's from Jackson! He was drunk! He didn't meant it! He didn't mean it...That one text broke my little heart in one million shards of nothing. My best friend kissed me and he didn't mean or even know it. HE WAS DRUNK! But I guess I can forgive him.

After laying in bed for a few minutes, rethinking what I'm about to do, I simply walk out the door and drive to his house. We need to talk.

Out of breathe, I slide the window to his room open. He has a two story house and its 8 in the morning, I doubt anyones awake. I hear his shower running. "Jackson, I'm here! Please don't come out naked! I'd like to live!" I yell out to him, hoping he'll hear me. I plop onto his bed and turn on the t.v. to cartoons. NINJA TURTLES! Woot woot! Sometimes I think that in another life of mine I am a ninja turtle. I smile to myself as I hear the shower stop running. "Amber,is that you!? I don't know any other teenager that likes tmnt!" I hear him chuckle.

I am to mesmorized by the theme song to notice a wet blob hug me from behind. "Oh, uh. You're wet, get off." I say awkwardly. "Oh ok. So no hello or good morning." Jackson says obnoxiously.
Omg. Do I have to tell him what happened? I mean he seems so cheerful. I can't ruin that. Never mind. I'm gonna ruin it, it's worth it.

When my show goes of to commercials, I look at him with worried eyes. I think I'm going to cry. No no no! Be strong Amber! You can do it!

"Jackson," I start softly "last night we through a party at my house." My heart is beating so fast I think I'm having an attack. "Uh yea, I know that. I got drunk during the party. Did anything happen?" He is so clueless, oh my gosh! I'm hopeless.
"Uh, well we played spin the bottle and then you and I separated." When he nods his expression changes. He is hiding something. I'll find out later. He is terrible with secrets. I feel bad for him so I change the subject.

"Wanna go to the dog park?" We both look at his door to see Sunday and Coco appear at the words dog park. Sunday is Jackson's Australian Shepherd. She is literally the most gorgeous dog ever. She has the softest coat. My dog is Coco Chanel, a French Bulldog. She is the cutest and funniest dog. I love her so much that she is my lockscreen. But I'm not the one with a framed picture of Sunday, so yea.

Laughing at the obvious question, we leash the dogs and jump into his car. He has more space for them. The day is actually perfect for the park. The girls in the back were so eager when we arrived at the park. We just let them go and have fun.

Sitting at a bench with Jackson we just talk, laugh and watch the dogs. When I get a text I see it's from Jonathan saying 'hey'.

A:Hi, what's up?

J:A party actually! It's tomorrow and your invited.

A:Ok cool! I'm down. Don't bother texting Jackson I'll tell him now.

J:Actually I wasn't planning on inviting him after last night, sorry.

wait, last night?