Falling For Mr. Sundae | ✔

05. Feels Right

As much as I loved chocolate, I never wanted to see any again. I'd taken an hour long shower after work last night and I still felt sticky. Getting chocolate sauce in my eyes was worth it to see Julian laugh. Well, what I could see through the tears and the burning. 

It was weird that I had no memory of him from school. Especially if he was taking AP classes. It's not like those classes were brimming with cute guys. I should've noticed him. 

Maybe that's why he was so standoffish yesterday. I'd probably be cold too if someone couldn't get my name right for four years Hopefully, tonight would be different. I couldn't spend four hours with him five times a week in silence.

Speaking of silence, that's still all I got from Kells. She and Brittney left for their trips today and Kells was having a going away party for the both of them. I wasn't sure if I was even invited, but that didn't going to stop me from showing up.

I smelled the barbecue the moment I stepped into her drive way. Ray, Kells' dad, found any reason to pull out the grill, so I wasn't even surprised. When I entered their backyard through the side gate, I immediately spotted Kells. She stood out in her bright yellow romper. The fact that she was nearly six feet tall helped as well.

The party was fairly small, just Kells' and Brittney's families, and few people from school. Adam wasn't among the bunch, but I think he had work or school or something.

Kells was picking the pineapple out of the fruit salad when I snuck up on her.

"You can't be mad at me anymore."

She side-eyed me as she popped a pineapple chunk into her mouth. "Watch me."

"You're about to leave for an entire month," I pointed out. "We hadn't been a part for that long since--"

"Those nine shitty years before we met," she mumbled.

She tried very hard to keep the scowl on her face, but it was wavering. A little nudge and it'd crumble completely.

"Remember in sixth grade when we went to that amusement park for your birthday," I reminiscence. "You wanted to get on all the roller coasters."

"And your scary ass wanted to stay on the ground," she snorted.

"It wasn't because I was afraid. I was--" My best friend shot me a look that said stop lying. "Anyways, we went our separate ways, had our separate fun and when we linked back up we talked for the longest about the fun we had."

"Think about how much more fun it would've been if we were together the whole time." She grumbled as she fished out another pineapple chunk from the bowl.

Maybe she had a point. Maybe if I had gone with her on the roller coasters I would've had fun. Maybe going to Jamaica would end up being the best summer experience of life. But, just like the time at the amusement park, I had to say no.

It felt right and lately feeling confident in my decisions has been a rare occurrence. That had to mean something.

"Are you really going to spend your last moments here being mad at me?"

"Maybe."

God, I thought I was stubborn.

"What if I told you I told you I was almost blinded by chocolate yesterday?"

This seemed to pique her interest and I knew I had her now.

A sly smirk appeared on her face as she said, "Go on."

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My detour to drive with Kells and Brittney to airport had me running ten minutes late to work.