Our last days|✔️

Amy

Peter pulls up right at the mall entrance and we shut the doors of his grey truck. So where are we going? "Well"Peter began to exclaim, " I was just going to find a nice phenol shirt and so nice jeans". I give him a concerning look, No Peter That just not the kind of things you should wear to a prom. I mean it would look nice but wouldn't you want a nice black suit? "Well I guess so" Peter said. Ugh boy you need to look the part to get the girl or she is just going to think of you as this weirdo (even though he is). Well let's get going."My throat is really dry",declared Peter. I open my back pack and search through my many books until I find my water bottle and hand it to Peter. He looks at me and asked what it is, I stare at him to see if he is just joking around but he is very serious so I hold out the grey bottle and say, "Drink this it may help. The natives call it water". He goes into such a hysterical laugh that he starts crying. Ugh, I say let's stop with this nonsense and get you your fucking clown suit.

I take him to a bridal shop to look for a nice tux. He gives a long sigh and looks at me in a whiny voice,"Come on Amy what's all that bad about wearing jeans?" Everything I say,now go find a nice suit! He slumps down and starts looking on the right while I look on the left rack. I search and search for something nice for him but nothing is perfect for his beautiful brown eyes and curly brown curls. I catch myself thinking about him and I shake my head and smile. I think I can't find a perfect suit until I see a nice all black one with grey buttons and and all black pants to go with. A big smile spreads across my face and I run over to Peter. Peter.. Peter I've found the best tux for you it's just perfect. He turns around with another nice black suit and I stare at it for a while until I just tell him to put them both on for show. The first one is the one I picked for him and he looks so handsome and mature. " Turn around so I can see how it looks in the back" Peter turns around on one foot." Hmmm I think it makes you butt look beautiful"."Stop it Amy,really how dose it look". Ha Peter you look just perfect! "Thank you Amy ". I smile at him and he gives me that nice white smile and his eyes twinkle and I know he is the one. I try to tell myself I don't love him but deep down inside I know I do. He goes back inside the dressing room to
Get into the next suit. He comes out 10 minutes later and I ask him where he's been and he responds with his smart ass remark of,"Riding a llama in never land. Where you think Amy?" Ugh Peter just turn around so I can see how it looks. When he turns around there is a giant gaping hole in the butt of his pants. Well someone must have a big butt, I say laughing. "What...what the hell how did that get there! Amy did you fucking do this"! I didn't do it. " then why are you laughing Amy"! Because who ever did this is a fricken genius. " Okay okay,I see you want me to just get the one you liked I see." Yes please do you look so nice in that and I bet Hazel will love it too. It pains me to say that hoes name but you now maybe someday he will realize what she actually is.

So what's your plan now?" My plan was to follow your plan." Well we could I guess get something to eat? "Sure do you want to get that salad"? Noooooooo peter no. Let's just go home you crazy boy. "Done, should we go to your place or mine"? No I just need to be alone for a while so can you drop me off at the beach please. "Yes,of coarse we will be there in no time".

Peter starts to back out of the sandy beach and I wave him goodbye before I pull my yellow and white towel out of my bag and open up my new book. I close it again and fall down on my back putting the book to my side and smiling up at the clouds as they sweep through the wind. The breeze is super nice today because it's super hot so it equals everything out. I roll over and start drawing pictures in the sand as I think about Peter. Yes I know he is my best friend but I love him more then that and I wish he could just see how much I cared about him unlike that other girl "Hazel". I would love to just be able to kiss his soft delicate lips and look into his dark brown eyes. To be able to sit here on this beach and feel the heat coming from his body and being able to feel his abs through his loose fitting shirt.
Before I know it the sun is setting and I'm still sitting here thinking about my life with him.