Long Distance

Tacos.

I entered the kitchen, instantly greeted by the sweet smell of coffee and nutella.

"It smells sooo good in here," I drag out the words wrapping my arms around Mason who was behind the stove, an apron hugging his muscular body.

"Well that must be because I'm making my famous nutella waffles," he grinned cheekily.

"Ugh you're the best," I pecked his cheek grabbing a plate, throwing on some waffles, and topping them with whipped cream and sliced strawberries.

I eagerly cut into one, letting out a low moan due to how good they tasted.

Mason winked as he slid a glass of milk towards me, causing me to blush slightly. He took his seat beside me sipping from his mug of coffee.

"You look hot in that apron," I whispered in his ear causing him to drop his fork onto his plate and make a loud noise. Luckily, no one turned towards us since they were too busy arguing about what to do today.

"Is that so?" He smirked.

"Yes," I smiled, kissing his lips that tasted sweet due to the strawberries. I pulled back standing up from my seat and strutted back to my room.

I check my phone that's on the bedside table and scroll through the notifications. I open the Snapchat app and walked out onto the balcony recording a clip of the view and posting it to my story. I watch my friends' stories until a notification pops up indicating someone had added me.

Ethan_Owens has added you.

I decide to add him back, since he hasn't tried confronting me ever since that day in the hall. He probably got the hint.

"Hey everyone wants to go to the beach," Mason barges into my room making me jump.

"Then go ahead," I smile. "I think I'm just gonna stay in for today," That car ride had made me feel tired and not quite in the mood to go to the beach.

"Ariaaaa," Mason drags out my name in a pout. "This is our last week together and you'd rather spend it away from me!"

"That's not true," I retort. "I just don't feel like going to the beach at the moment."

He sighs in disbelief as he stomps out of my room, slamming my door, and making me flinch at the sound. I groan as I throw my head back against the pillow and close my eyes.

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I woke up to the sound of the rapid winds swirling throughout the room. I leave my room in search of Mason, but everyone was gone. I walk out onto my balcony and spot the gang together on the beach all relaxing on chairs. I can't help but feel guilty for not going. Mason was right. I was being selfish and it wasn't fair.

I enter my room, opened my drawer and pulling out one of my bathing suits. I quickly tug on the nude colored one piece and zip the front halfway. I grab my key and phone off the table and leave the room.

[Mason's POV]

I kicked around a soccer ball on the sand already bored. It wasn't the beach itself that bored me. It was the fact that Aria wasn't enjoying it with me. I contemplated going back into the room to apologize, but she was being a little selfish. Then again, this was my last week with her and I didn't want to waste it by fighting.

I begin to make my way towards the gate when my eyes land on Aria already approaching it. I can't help but stare at her body and the way that swimsuit showed off every curve. Damn.

I walk towards her and she meets me halfway.

"I was about to go up and check on you bu-," I start until she cuts me off.