A Summer we won't forget/ A Taylor Caniff and Jack Gilinsky story.

Chapter 48: Camp Fires & Cuddling

Rianne's pov:

It was about ten o'clock at night and my mother had gone to bed. Today had been a really stressful yet amazing day. When I get busy, I get hungry. Really hungry. My mother had taken all of us to a really fancy restaurant where I was given a big steak fillet and an unlimited salad bar. When I left, I was still hungry.

We all lounged on the couch checking our phones until I got up. I looked out of the window to our backyard. I noticed something and everyone turned around completely alert. They were always thinking of the weirdest scenarios like Grant was going to be here or something. That wasn't the case. All I saw was a nice fire pit with some chairs surrounding it. We had never used it the whole time we'd been here.

"Hey, anyone hungry?" I yelled back to them.

"Yes!" They all said in unison. They shot up off the couch and came to where I was. Next to me was the kitchen. I got up and luckily found some graham crackers, hersheys chocolate and marshmallows. Thank goodness my mom went to the store yesterday. I thought I was going to starve.

I noticed everyone looking out of the window to see the fire pit. Cameron went outside to go and start the fire. I thanked him and then looked over to Nash who was scrambling through the kitchen cabinets and the fridge. He pulled out a jar of peanut butter and held it up like a prized possession. I laughed.

"Nash, these are smores! You don't need peanut butter for smores..." I laughed along with Kayleigh. He set it on the counter and started telling us about how we should be willing to try different things and how we were too basic. I just laughed and realized Cameron finished up setting up the fire. I decided to go along with Nash. Taylor put his arm around me and led me to the fridge. I looked around and thank goodness, my mom went to the store. I thought I was going to starve sooner or later.

We ended up with peanut butter, whipped cream, strawberry jelly, caramel sauce, and other stuff. I walked outside and Taylor sat down on a bench. I sat on his lap and he wrapped his strong arms around me. I leaned forward with him looking at all of the weird stuff.

"Know what you're gonna make, baby?" Taylor asked. I grabbed a graham cracker and spread some caramel sauce on it. I toasted a marshmallow and got it perfectly golden. I mushed it between two graham crackers and it mixed with the chocolate and caramel. I bit in to it. It wasn't too bad.

"Are you still basic, Rianne?" Nash asked.

I fell back laughing. I landed on Taylors lap looking up in to his beautiful eyes. When I looked in to them, all of the bright stars in the sky seemed to disappear. I clutched my stomach as I continued to laugh and Taylor just giggled back.

Right when I wasn't looking, Taylor snatched my perfect smore out of my hand. I shot right out of his lap and reached for it.

"Hey!" I laughed. He took a big bite in to it and wiped the marshmallow off of his chin. He looked like a little kid being a messy eater.

"Sorry!" He said.

"You owe me a smore..."

Taylor rolled his eyes and patted his lap as if telling me to come cuddle with him again. I crossed my arms and stuck my tongue out at him. I felt like we were eight again and were at his house for the summer.

*Flash back*

We are both eight years old and after this summer, we would be going in to fourth grade. Taylor and I were so glad that we had finally seen each other again. Taylor led me up to his room and showed me his collection of lego houses.

"Taylor, those are awesome!" I smiled picking up a blue lego airplane.

"Yeah, thanks." He said smiling at me. I picked up another airplane. I saw that he wrote something on it. It said in really messy boy handwriting "Rianne+Taylor=Love". I held it up to him and my mouth was wide open. He liked me?!?!