Imagine That

6.

The kiss I shared with Landon was absolutely amazing! Lets just say it was the start of something that I don't ever want to lose. He means the world to me, and I don't want to lose him over stupid shit. Landon wasn't like other guys, he was way more than that; hes sweet, down to earth, kind hearted, caring, and best of all loyal. He'd never do anything to hurt me, nor would I him. That's how much he means to me, and I to him.

After Landon and I shared our first kiss, Bryson and Baylen went off to do what they wanted to do, and let's just say, it went pretty good for them, too. Baylen  finally got the guy of her dreams, just like I did.

After we left the mall, we went back to Baylen's house and gushed about what all happened.

'Girl, that kiss ya'll shared was cute as fuckkkkk!' Bayden gushed

'Tell me about it, he's the best thing to ever happen to me, besides me changing and turning my life around for the better' I gushed back

'You were perfect before, love' Baylen said, honestly

I just smiled at her.

'So, how was the thing with Bryson?' I asked

'Oh. Well, it wasn't what I expected. I figured we'd just sit and talk, but no. We went to watch The Kissing Booth. It was such a beautiful date......' Baylen said

As she was talking I just spaced out and went back to thinking about my kiss with Landon. How sparks erupted from our lips, and how perfect it was. Just ugh, I can't stop thinking about it.

'Then after we got done watching the mov... Bry!'

'Huh? Oh sorry, what happened after the movie?' I said sheepishly.

'We just walked around,' Baylen replied a little annoyed

'I'm sorry, B' I replied, poking her cheek

She couldn't stay mad at me, she just engulfed me into a hug.

*DING DING*

it was a message from my mom

'Hey sweetie, if you're at Bays house, you might want to stay there, tonight. Something happened at work, it's a long story, I'll have to explain later, come home and get you a couple nights worth of clothes, I'll be here waiting for you. Love you'

Baylen read the message after I did, and she was more than happy to let me stay here. Once we walked downstairs we were met by her dads, Tom and Michael.

'Hey my sweetpeas. Your mom called, Bry. You're more than welcome here as long as you want to stay here, honey. Our house is your house.' Tom said.

I engulfed them both in a hug and thanked them.