Best friends

Miss me?

I know what you're thinking. Why are two eighteen year old girls running around in a store, acting as if they were immature two year olds? The answer to that is because we just find it quite fun.
And you know, whats more fun than acting like two years old while you're in a store full adults?.... Nothing to be quite honest.

"HALSEY!" I shout, calling for my best friend. "Look! Here's a cart! jump in, darling!" I wink at her with a suggestive smile and laugh when I see her rounding a corner.
"Ayley! Catch me!" Halsey yells as if we were young children again but you know in her defense, we sure were acting like children.
I open my arms and Halsey leaps in them. I bet we look magical!
That is until I lose my footing and decide to became acquaintances with the floor.
"Ugh! Halsey get your fat apple off me!"
"If you'd stop squirming, I'd be off you already! Gosh! Stop being a Biscuit eater!"
Laughter rips up from our throats and we wipe away fake tears of how dumb we are.
We move to stand, seeing questioning eyes. Funnily enough, they weren't questions of concern but of confusion.
A lady decides to step forward and ask the question everyone wanted to know.
"'Fat apple'? 'biscuit eater'?"
Everyone leans in, curious to as what the answer is.
Halsey decides I can answer by shoving my shoulder forward.
"Um.. we don't curse like most people..... our curse words are foods... so yeah...."
Everyone burst into laughter.
Feeling suuuper awkward, we quickly but quietly grab our cart and slip away.
Once we are away from them, I help Halsey climb into the cart, so I can push her.
"Hey, We need some food for our apartment. We are running low and I got payed today!" I stated with a smile as I push the cart.
I work as a lifeguard in a rich neighborhood and because they desperately needed a lifeguard, I get payed loads. They don't even make me wear the uniform. I get to wear my flowery tankini. Yup that job is amazing.
Halsey on the other hand, works at McDonald's and gets payed crap. She'd be amazing anywhere she worked but she reminds me we both can't get amazing jobs because life just doesn't work that way.
I skip down the isle, pushing the cart and humming as I go. Halsey reaches out and grabs peanut butter and Nutella and tortillas, our favorite snack.
After grabbing other foods we need, I pay and we race to our car.
"Ha! I win!" I jump up and down, sticking my tongue out at her. I even shake my booty and start dancing around, as she rolls her eyes at me.
I stop suddenly when I hear a low whistle.
Turning around I see chocolate eyes, who happen to be stare at that booty I was shaking.
Not feeling even remotely embarrassed, I gaze at him openly.
Under my breath I whisper. "Ooooh, he's yummy" and he truly was yummy, with those chocolate eyes, that really worked for his styled yet bed head mess of perfection that was his hair.
Tall, dark, and handsome looks good on him, no it definitely looks great on him.
He smirks at me and I internally melt.
"You look quite 'yummy' yourself." He winks at me and I giggle, feeling my cheeks heat up.
"I'm Ayley." I giggle. He grins openly at me and I know him and I will get along juuuuust fine.
"I'm Logan." His voice is husky and confident, yet soft and vulnerable. Do I even make sense?!
Halsey clears her throat, snapping me out of my thoughts.
She steps closer to me and turns to Logan with a smile that seems to take his breath away.
Well skittles....
By the way he's staring at her, I know he's momentarily forgotten about me and my great booty shaking skills.
"I'm Halsey. It's nice to meet you." Instead of holding out her hand like most people do, she decides that hugging a complete stranger is worth it.
Seeming surprised, Logan, slowly moves his arms to hug her back.
Yes, MY best friend was hugging MY tall, dark and handsome stranger.
Oooooh! It's definitely on. Two can play that game!
Grabbing his hand from around her, I pull him off to the side and laugh.
"Where's my hug?" I fake pout and he brings me into a surprised hug.
I snicker at Halsey's frown. I mean what kind of best friend would I be if I let her steal all the hugs from random hot strangers? A terrible one at that.
I wink at Logan. He steps back and looks back and forth between Halsey and I.
Deciding to mess with his head, I grab her hand. He chuckles awkwardly.
In his husky yet quiet voice he says "I uh... should go..."
After he's gone, Halsey and I burst out laughing again.
Turning to my best friend, I stare at her straight reddish brown hair, with her hazel green eyes and petite but tall figure. And smile, because my best friend is gorgeous.
I let go of her hand and walk to the drivers side. I sit and put my seat belt on.
And I begin to stare at myself in the review mirror and smile at my own mess of blondeish brown curls. My bright blue eyes look good with my face and my now fit and skinny body. My curves look amazing and I feel a tiny bit mean for messing with the guys head.
Only a tiny bit though.
"Hey Ayley?" Halsey's voice questions.
"Yes, ma'am?" I answer as I always do.
"Are you gonna drive us home???" She grins at me, knowing I was lost in thought.
"Well duh!" I laugh.
I turn on the radio and sing along to the songs from my childhood.
I remember when we broke up-
"THE FIRST TIME! Saying this is it, I've had enough cause like! We hadn't seen each other in a month... when you said you needed space... WHAT?" I love screaming Lyrics. And so I do. All the way home.
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"Lets go swimming." I say, turning to Halsey, as we put away groceries.
Nodding eagerly, she leaves with a grin to change, as do I.
After putting on sunscreen and grabbing our shades, we began the walk down the stairs to the pool.
After swimming and engaging in a splash war, Halsey decides she wants to shower and sleep, since it was getting late and she has work early tomorrow.
Smiling and feeling lucky that she was my best friend, I close my eyes and try to soak up some sun.
The gate creaks open and closed.
With my eyes still closed. I smile. Thinking it was Halsey, I joke.
"Miss me already?"
A loud chuckle makes me open my eyes and my jaw drops to the floor.
Hazel green eyes gaze at me with a smirk.
Oh... skittles....
A husky and achingly familiar voice reaches through the silences.
"Hello lil angel, miss me?"