(Hannah's P.O.V.) What the hell?! We get off the plane and what do I find? Gabby is acting ridiculously stupid! She doesn't talk to me when we get off the plane, and whenever I look at Kenn to ask her what's wrong, she glares at me like I'm taking something from her. And I know exactly why she's acting so terrible!
She's mad because I fell on top of Kenn. Like what the frick?! It was an accident! It's not like I perfectly landed on top of him so that he'd kiss me or something or find it sexy. I love Dylan! Didn't she know that?! She's not even talking to me. I pull her to the side while our boys argue about something related to arm muscles.
"Gabby, are you serious? Couldn't you see it was an accident?! You are being ridiculous. I mean it's hurting me that you think I would do that on purpose," She raises her eyebrows, surprised that I know why she's mad. I plead to her, but she only looks away. Wow. Some friend.
"Kenn always leaves me for girls and I'm not gonna lose him to my best friend!" She shouts. I look toward the boys and both of them are staring at us now. I pull her arm and bring her somewhere more private. Behind the plane.
"Gabby, I'm not gonna' do that to you! Can't you realize it was a fricken accident?!" I yell at her. She sighs and looks down, uncrossing her arms.
"I'm sorry, I know I'm being stupid, but do you know how many times me and Kenn have broken up?" She meets my eyes with her watery ones, "Six. Six freaking times! I've been with him for 6 months! You and Dyl have been together for two years and haven't broken up once!" She is crying now, and I put my arm around her.
"It didn't mean anything to me or Kenn, it was a complete accident. We fell. It's over Gabby," I smile at her. She smiles at the ground then looks up and gives me a hug.
"I just don't want to lose him right now, because I really love him right now, like really really," She starts giggling and I do too. We walk back to Kenn and Dyl happily. Kenn starts questioning Gabby about her puffy eyes and hugs her, but Dyl picks me up and I wrap my legs around his waist. I squeeze tight, and he carries me like this all the way to the beach house. I look back at Gabby to see she's smiling at me. Finally. I know we both hate being made at each other.
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My God the beach house is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. I mean I knew it had to be beautiful because we have to take gorgeous pictures here for a magazine, but I didn't know this is what Dylan and his mom had meant by beautiful. This...... THIS WAS SO FREAKING AMAZING! OHMYGOD!
"DYLAN! THIS IS....THIS IS AMAZING...THIS IS BEAUTIFUL OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU!" I kiss him as hard as my lips could press on his. I open my eyes to see Gabby kissing Kenn too. Good. :)
"Okay!" Dylan's mom looks at us and smiles, "Girls in one room, boys in the other, you know how I feel about my baby's sharing rooms..." She trails off and we all started laughing histerically. What she doesn't know is that we are going to sneak into each other's rooms anyway. Gabby and I exchange glances like we each knew what the other was thinking, which happens A LOT.
I grab Dylan's hand and look up. Three fricken stories. How is a house that big? He squeezes my hand and smiles at the pleasure I have looking at the diamond shandeliers and brown and white curtains. The walls look like they've been covered in sand. The whole thing looks like a mini beach. There arestarfish and shells everywhere on the counters as decorations. Dylan squeezes my hand again un-knowingly. He knows he's pleased me more than he could imagine.
The big windows lead outside to the beach. The beach where my bright orange fringe bikini top would "accidentally" fall off in the water in just a few minutes. I smile at the thought. Maybe that was too far. I mean Dylan had seen my boobs before, but that's because he walked in on me when I was changing. I had never like...purposely taken my top off before. Dylan would probably love it, but would I?
"Han?" Dyl is waving a hand in front of my face and laughing, "You zoned out!" I smile and kiss him hard, like really hard, in front of his mother. "Woah," he pulls back, "Save it for our room," he whispers into my ear and smiles. Yeah, taking my top off would be going much too far. Maybe if I had a bra on... I let go of the thought. I am being perverted, but I want another step with Dylan. I want to love him more, even though I don't know if that is possible.
I see Gabby and Kenn running up the first flight of stairs and I follow suit, pulling Dylan with me. Me and Gabby take a room and Dylan and Kenn take a room, even though both of the couples will end up switching. "So I'm guessing your going take a shower?" Gabby smiles as she's unpacking.I smile too. She knows my superstition. I have to take a shower after getting off of a plane. It's just a thing.
"Yepp beb! BRB!" I close the bathroom door and turn on the shower handel, letting the water run over my head.This trip is going to be amazing!
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I put a towel on and wrap one around my hair. I was dry and ready to put my bikini on. I grab the door handle and it opens to our room, revealing two figures on the bed. I figure out that it's Gabby and Kenn on the bed, making out. Gabby with no top on, just her bra, and Kenn with only his boxers on. Thank God Gabby has shorts on. Gabby looks up at me in my towel. Suddenly her face gets extremely red and Kenn's hand finds the back of his head. They both look down, and then Kenn looks back up. I realize my face should be the one that is red, because I am half naked in front of my best friend's boyfriend.
Kenn is still staring at me, and I decide to leave the room. If he stares at my half-naked body for too long, Gabby is going to get furious.
I bust into laughter as soon as I get back into the bathroom. I wait to hear the door open and close signaling that Kenn has left, and when I hear that, I enter the room again. I am expecting to find Gabby laughing and waiting for me but instead I find Kenn in the room.
"Gabby left. Her face was hot and she said she needed water," he smiled, his face still red too.
"Um, okay," I giggle. I grab my clothes from my bag and Kenn is still staring at my half-naked-wrapped-in-a-towel body. I decide to help Gabby out instead of having Kenn staring at me.
I go up to his ear and whisper, "Just letting you know, her bikini top slips off easily when you unclip the back of it," I smirk and wink at him. He gets it and smiles, obviously thinking about Gabby now instead of me. And with that I'm gone into the bathroom to change into my bikini.
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Living in a Fantasy
Teen FictionGabby and Hannah are the best friends you could ever imagine, but they aren't you're ordinary teenagers. They aren't rich and famous like some of the other diva snobs you may come across, but they do have boy problems. A lot of them. The drama surge...