Best friends brother

The beach

nick called me this morning to ask if i wanted to go to the beach. i obviously said yes and asked him if i should wear the pink bikini, striped bikini or the striped bottom and teal top. he said striped bottom and teal top. i told him i'd get my mom to drive me there and text him when i leave because we both live about 15 minutes away from the beach we go to. about five minutes later, while i'm packing my beach bag, nick jumps onto me from behind and i SCREAM. "NICK WTF WHERE DID YOU COME FROM?!?!?!" he is DYING laughing. "i came to come pick you up so your mom didn't have to drive you.", he says grinning. "oh did matt drop you off or something...?" i ask, all confused because i know there's no way he has a drivers license. "no chris and matt are coming with us." he replies. "oh okay." i shrug it off like it's no big deal but the truth is, although he's my best friend, there's something he doesn't know. it's about chris. i wouldn't say i have a crush because i don't hang out with him enough to fully know if i like him but i would say that i definitely find nicks youngest triplet brother attractive.

i have a white cropped tank and light wash jean shorts on over top of my bathing suit and my hair in two french braids. nick tells me i'm "adorable as always", and i laugh at him. i tell my mom i'm leaving and we head out the door to their ever so famous minivan. nick opens the back door while gesturing his arm in and saying "my lady, you carriage awaits". i shove his arm and he pretends to fall over and die. "get in, idiots." says matt, from the drivers seat "you're one to talk, mister" i say back. chris does an over dramatic "OHHHHH" while nick and i climb into the back seat.

matt starts driving and chris pulls out tons of candy from the front seat. i lean forward and take a bunch from him and he shrieks but doesn't try and take them back. i open a bag of fuzzy peaches and offer some to nick. he passes and instead goes for the sour straws on my lap. matt turns on lip gloss and nick and i do his signature "OKAYYYYYY" and we all sing and dance like children until we get to the beach. we stumble out of the van and head down to the water.

"here's a good spot." matt says dropping his stuff on the sand so he can set up the umbrella. he couldn't get it in so the boys help him but none of them can manage to get it into the sand. "move over i got this" i say standing up from my spot on the blanket nick brought. "if i can't do it i don't think you can sweetheart" chris says with a harsh attitude. i grab the umbrella and push it into the ground with little to no effort. "and i'm not your sweetheart" i say, flipping my braid over my shoulder dramatically. the boys stare at me in awe and nick starts clapping and cheering and matt joins. chris rolls his eyes and says "okay so what do you bitches want to do "tan" we all say in unison. "okay then" he responds. i move the umbrella so there's still shade on the blanket, but there's enough space for the four of us to lay down. nick lays down and i lay down with him on one side and CHRIS on the other side. matt is laying next to chris. after about ten minutes i open my eyes to see nick looking at me. "what?" i ask awkwardly "are you okay? you've been acting weird since i said my brothers were coming. did you want it to be just us?" he says quietly. "nono. i don't care that there here. i love spending time with just you but they make things more chaotic and it's fun. im okay, it's just..." i whisper, trailing off. "what? it's just what, rayna? you know you can talk to me. what's wrong?" "umm..." i say, doing that thing you do when you look to the side kinda when you're trying to look behind you. "it's chris isn't it. i knew it. why didn't you tell me???" "SHUT UP" i whisper shout. "huh?" chris snorts, waking up from his nap. "oh nothing" i say, glaring at nick. "sorry" nick says. "why didn't you tell me you like him???" "i don't. at least that's what i keep telling myself. i don't spend enough time with him to know if i actually like him". anyway, anyone wanna go swimming?" i ask, trying to change the subject. "nope" nick responds. i turn onto my back and prop myself up on my elbows. "MATT" i shout, waking him up. "huh?" he says, all confused on what just happened."wanna go swimming?" "mmm no" he says, falling back asleep "dumb ass" i mutter "chris wanna go swimming?" nick asks. i give him the i-am-going-to-kill-you stare. "sure" he says. standing up. chris and i walk to the water and i turn my head over my shoulder and give nick the help-me face and he just shrugs and waves. chris dumbly runs in and dives in 1.5 feet of water and i slowly put my feet in. "it's colddddddd" i say shivering. "ohh does baby wayna want me to cawwy hewr" chris says. "no now shut up christopher" i say. i walk in slowly, trying to get used to the ice cold water. "oh come on it's not that bad." "yes the fuck it is." i say punching him. we go a bit deeper. the water is at my stomach but is just below his waist. "come on." he says holding out his hand. i take it slowly. his hand is warm and soft. i can't believe i'm holding hands with christopher owen sturnio- he suddenly yanks my arm and pulls me under water. i let go of his hand and shoot up out of the water absolutley pissed "OMG WTF CHRIS" i scream while he's laughing his head off "is the water better now?" i push him and he falls under. "HA!" i laugh. now that i'm used to the water, i go deep enough to swim around. after a splash fight and some laughing and joking around, we calm down a little bit. the depth of the water is at my armpits now and i can't tread water very well so when a wave comes, i grab onto chris' arm without realizing it. his muscles tense up and i can feel them. "sorry" i say, letting go. he doesn't seem to mind though. we make eye contact and without breaking it. he puts his hands on my waist. i put my arms around his neck and he picks me up, our faces inches away from each other. i wrap my legs around his torso. he's got his arms around my lower back holding me up. I stare into the depths of his gorgeous ocean blue eyes. but then he drops me. "UGH CHRIS" "sorry there was a big wave i was trying to help you" "fuck you." i say. i turn to go back to shore when i notice matt and nick coming over with the barbie pink beach ball i brought that i know chris hates. we play some keep up but i stand directly next to nick so i can grab onto him if needed. after a while we go back to shore. i wrap a towel around myself and sit down on the blanket. we're just sitting there talking and eating a bag of cheetos i brought when a volleyball come flying out of nowhere and hits me on the head. then everything is black.