Unexpected

six.

Driving in silence is never fun. Especially when you're driving around with someone it was never not fun to be with. Yet here I am, in a car with no music on. The only thing that could be heard was the sound of the air violently wooshing through the car as we drove along the expressway.

Since the cabin was in a different city, the drive usually took up to an hour so that means that there's still an hour of potentially awkward silence.

Going to switch on the radio, I flipped through the various station only to find them playing the same songs but in different orders. The radio sucks so much.

"So why'd you run out like that?" Harrison suddenly speaks, causing me to jump.

"No beating around the bush with you, huh?"

Giving me that 'just answer the question' look, he turned his attention back to the road.

Sighing, I answer him. "Because it was weird. The whole thing was weird and we never did anything like that before."

"But it wasn't a bad thing, right?"

Furrowing my brows, I thought before I answered. My automatic response should be yes. We've been best friends our whole lives and all of that is being tarnished by something stupid we did without thinks about it.

"We've been friends our whole lives. We can't let one little thing ruin that."

Stopping at a light, Harrison turns to face me. "You didn't answer my question. It wasn't bad, right?"

"That's not what matters, Harrison."

"It does matter, Jordyn. Was it, or was it not bad?" he asks, his blue eyes pinning me down, not allowing my gaze to drift. After what seemed like an eternity of staring, I sighed, giving Harrison the answer he was looking for.

"No. It wasn't bad," I say, crossing my arms stubbornly. Turning my head, I stare out the window into the nearly empty road to avoid Harrison's penetrating gaze.

There was a silence that filled the car once again as he continued driving. Why did he want to know whether or not I liked it? I thought it was pretty obvious that I did.

About 10 minutes of silence passed before there were any words uttered from either of us. Well, that was until Harrison decided to be the one to speak.

"We should do it again sometime," he randomly says, eyes glued to the road as if he hadn't just said what he did.

"Did we or did we not establish that what we did was bad for our friendship?" I exclaim once my mind processes his words. This boy is really being wild today.

With a scoff, he replied. "You said it was bad. I never said it was. In fact, I've been thinking about it nonstop which is both a blessing and a curse."

Before I could stop myself, I asked him something that I'll most likely regret. "How is it a blessing and a curse?"

Looking over at me with those beautiful blues, he raises his eyebrows as if he expected me to know what he meant.

"It's a curse because I get hard just thinking about it and it's a blessing because it's something for me to jerk off-."

"No, stop!" I cut him off. "I get it."

Looking over at him, I see him wearing the smuggest grin on his face ever which fuels my annoyance with him. His arrogance is so infuriating. I really wonder how he does it because I could never.

"I hate you," I say while scowling at him.

"Sure you do," he says as his grin widens, causing me to roll my eyes.

How have I been friends with this boy for so long?
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Turning down the path that led to the really well-hidden cabin, the sun was shining bright, forming little beads of sweat on my forehead as it gleamed down on me.

"Took you long enough," Andrea laughed at us as we both hopped out of the car with all the bags we could carry in our backs.

"It would've been faster but your Harrison here had to use the bathroom and I'm pretty sure it was a number two," I responded while smiling sweetly at the light haired boy.

When she looked away, he mouthed a "fuck you" while only made me grin wider causing him to roll his eyes.

"Annie and Jocelyn are inside settling into the rooms now. As usual you'll both be sharing a room," she says as we made our way inside the modern cabin.

The cabin was your typical wooden cabin that had a few minor adjustments to make it slightly more modern but it was very private and had more enclosed spaces than ginormous glass windows to expose everything which was one thing I loved about it. Big open windows always reminds me of horror movies where the main character lives alone in the middle of nowhere with a big house with glass doors and huge windows and feels like someone is watching them.

Giving her the bags that belonged to both her and Annie, I made my way to the room that Harrison and I claimed as our own when the Garcia's bought the place 5 years ago. The first thing I see on the wall is the picture of me and the boys when we all went to Wisconsin Dells two years ago when Caleb first got his license.

Throwing the duffel bag that I had with my things in it to the side, I plopped down on the king size bed that took up a third of the space in the room. "Ah," I breathe out once I my back makes contact with the memory foam mattress that I was going to be sleeping on for the next few days.

"No, it's fine. I don't need any help," Harrison says loudly as he bursts through the door of the room. Looking at him, I see his bag slung over his shoulder as he struggled to hold the bags that contained the household products up.

Sitting up, I gave him a smile. "That's good to know. Wouldn't want you to struggle."

Glaring at me, he drops the bags on the bed, freeing his arms from the vice grips of the bags. There were visible red gashes on his tan skin that quickly appeared trying to restore the blood flow in the areas that needed it.

"I hate you," he says dryly.

"Don't lie to yourself babe."
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