((HELLO PEOPLE OF THE PAST. Im back to edit this like 3 years into the future cause like, this is ALL cringe. Keep in mind I was (14 I think?) back then, and uh well CRINGE. I'm almost 18 now and looking back I'm just like "yeesh." I'm not gonna delete this cause some of it is still true like the sisterly love holden is my soul brother 10/10. But the whole lovey dovey shit is wrong. So uh, enjoy ig.))
I bet you're all wondering why this is titled, "My Weekend Adventure." Your probably thinking, 'ok she went somewhere for her weekend.'
But bitch
Thats not the full story.
This is a story with 1129 words, it's an emotional roller coaster so sit back, strap yourselves in and prepare yourselves.
*flashback* (fucking italic won't work wtf wattpad)
Ok so when I was about 6 or 7 years old, my dad took me to this field where him and his friends build and fly RC air planes. (Look them up) anyway my first visit consisted of a lot of adults, but also a few kids. Including a short ish, kinda chubby kid with blonde hair, blue eyes and lots of freckles. He was also very pale. He had a lot of scars on his skin.
Turned out he was about 9ish. (I'll leave his name out for his own privacy) but anyway he seemed really nice with a huge smile and a crazy look in his eyes. Being I was really small, I used to be very shy. But he came up to me first. Had a really high voice at the time, it was funny but kinda cute. Little did I know he would become one of my greatest friends of all time.
*End of flashback*
Ok so I'm about 14 now, him being 17. Yes we are still great friends. We grew up together, and have done so much together it's unreal. I was the shy, weird girl but he became my friend and Vice versa.
I was about 10, I think when I started taking to him a bit more then friends. How could I not, he was always there next to me. His personality is very funny, playful, but also kind. He is brave, and outgoing. Man, he did things that left me staring at him like, "how." He still does. He's amazing.
When I turned around 11, he started calling me his sister. I was kinda mesmerized cause I've always wanted a brother. My sister treats me like crap, so when he started sticking up for me and being there like family, I was awe struck. I know I was annoying, gods my younger self was so awkward and annoying it's cringe for me. But he is still here.
I remember there was a bad storm at one of our fly ends. I was terrified, and almost crying but he grabs blankets and built a fort around me. Then sat there telling me story's, and we acted like Indians hiding from the adults. It was so much fun I forgot about the storm. When it cleared away, we ran outside and danced in the sunlight. Looking at the rainbow and pretending that we survived a war. It was so much fun.
So this weekend, I got to see him again for the first time in about 2 months. I had a moment of looking over the years when he started out as the short kinda chubby kid that was crazy with a high voice and a goofy smile. Then at him now. He stands at a hight of 6"4, his hair grew out with a fringe, and his body took great shape giving him curves and muscles. His voice got deeper, and that goofy smile of his changed to one of mischief and amused. Major glow up bro.
I had gotten to where the crush I had vanished to sisterly love. Or, so I thought.
Friday night, he was in a good mood. He never gets very very close to me or ever really is overly lovey and cute but on this day, man I still think he was a bit drunk. (He was not drunk jsyk, he just acted it)
We watched stars for a while, just laying in the grass. His friend fell asleep, and he ended up putting his arm around me. I curled up to him cause he was warm and I was fucking freezing. He had started poking my face, so I grabbed his finger trying to make him stop, and he grabbed my hand in response, intertwining our fingers. We stayed like that for a while. My head on his chest, hands intertwined.
He would bite my head every now and then tho. It was playful, never painful but it was random. Which was amusing. I did not realize how fast my heart rate had sped up till I looked up at him and he was looking back down at me.
We were literally 1 inch from each other, just staring at each other. In my head I just went, 'shit, what do I do.' Till he looked back up at the stars. I just kinda laid there thinking till he broke the silence.
"Your smiling internally aren't you." I looked up at him once again and sure enough, he was grinning. I just smiled and nodded. He was teasing me and it was hell.
He kept nosing me? That's what he called it but he kept leaning his head down to mine, and resting it on mine. He would put it where the space between his nose and eyes was resting on my four head. It was sweet and simple. I liked those moments. Just being close to him.
Eventually it came to about 3am and we both needed the restroom but did not want to move. But we agreed on going then coming back.
Of corse dad ruined it.
When we got out of the bathroom, (separate bathrooms you pervs.) I told him my dad wanted me back at the camper. He just wrapped his arms around me giving me the biggest hug I've ever gotten in my life. I returned it and he backed me into the shadows so we were not visible when his friend came out. While we stood in each other's arms, when he said, "you were thinking about kissing me earlier weren't you?" It was kind and a tad amused.
I just blushed and nodded muttering, "maybe." Before hiding my face. He just chuckled and replayed, "thought so." And hugged me tighter.
Hold up.
My brain did a double take.
Like, did he really just say this?
He did all this tonight and then says this?
WAT.
So, I went back to the camper with a stupid smile on my face and heated cheeks with memories I'll never forget.
The next two days he went back to his normal self. Playful and joking with minor insults meant as jokes. And I was really confused.
So it meant nothing to him apparently.
I have no idea.
But that was my weekend. And now I'm very confused, but have no idea what to do.
Ugg.
Anyway, I'll see y'all later. Peace out mates!
