spending summer with the guy i dream about and my boyfriend... can't be good!

spending summer... can't be good! 12

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"Axel..."

"Please Giselle. It was a mistake," he said. I took his hand and kissed his cheek. It was my final goodbye. The last thing he will remember me by. The last physical contact I was probably ever going to have with him again. A simple farewell.

"I'm so sorry," I whispered. I stood up and left him where he was, going back to the party. I sat alone wallowing in my grief alone as people were having fun and getting drunk. Axel tried to approach me but I didn't want to see him and just pushed him away or headed to a different room, avoiding him. After about 5 failed attempts, he finally got the message, sighed, and left me alone. Which I was thankful for. I needed time alone to just think and assess all the things that just happened to me.

By the time we went home, it was only Seth, Bray, and I in the car. Seth found out about what Axel did and punched him a couple of times, but I pulled him away before he killed the guy. I may not love Axel and he may have cheated on me, but I still care about him. I'm not going to tell him I want to be friends because that would so be a lie. I barely wanted to look at him.

"Are you okay?" Seth asked. I nodded.

"I'm fine," I said. He nodded.

"I'll kill him," Seth mumbled as he walked passed me. Right before Bray walked ahead of me, I gripped his hand and pulled him back.

"Stay with me, okay?" I asked. He smiled. We both went to my room and changed. I changed into a red tank and black booty shorts while he was just in his boxers. We laid on the bed next to each other, but with space and stared up at the ceiling.

"I'm glad you're not with him anymore," Bray said after awhile of silence.

"Me too," I said, turning to look at him.

"How long will it take you to move on?" he asked.

"I don't know," I said. It could take hours or years, I'm not sure.

"Well, just don't go back to that cheating ass, okay?" he said. I nodded.

"I won't," I said, feeling so sure I wouldn't.

"Good," he mumbled. I smiled and cuddled into him. He wrapped his arm around me and I felt so nice. It felt natural and perfect to be in his arms.

"Good night," I said.

"Sweet dreams, G," he said. I took a deep breath of his scent and slowly drifted off to sleep.

"I..." His voice was cut off before I could finish hearing the rest because I had fallen asleep.

When I woke up the next morning, I stretched and felt that the side beside me was empty. That's weird. I opened my eyes and looked at the spot. Bray was gone. I got up and took a shower and changed into athletic shorts and a T-shirt with the words 'Elephant shoes' on the front and pictures of an elephant wearing shoes on the back. I went downstairs and Aunt Marcie was in the kitchen making breakfast.

"Hello Giselle," she said when she saw me. I smiled. I looked around and Bray was nowhere to be seen.

"Where's Seth?" I asked.

"He and his cute friend went for a quick run," she said. I nodded.

"I broke up with Axel," I said. She turned to me and raised her eyebrows.

"Really? I'm not surprised. He didn't look right for you," she said.

"Well, I'm just telling you because if he comes, don't let him in," I said. She nodded.

"Will do," she said.

"Who do you think looks right for me?" I asked.

"Someone that looks like that boy Braydon. Even better if it was him," she said. I smiled.

"I wish," I muttered. She must've heard because she turned off the stove and came to sit across from me.

"You'll get him, Giselle," she said, sounding so confident. I laughed.

"No, I won't," I said. She shook his head.

"You may not see it, but that boy likes you," she said.

"Aunt Marcie, you're crazy," I said. "You can't tell."

"Of course I can. Don't you like that boy?" she asked.

"More than any boy I've ever liked," I said, sighing. She smiled and looked victorious.

"Honey, just by that I know everything I need to. That boy looks at you the same way you look at him," she said and stood up. She walked out of the room leaving so many thoughts in my mind. Does Bray really look at me like I look like him?