Beverly Hills: Season 3

Season 3, Episode 19: Slipping Under

~~~(Secret by Huntington)~~~
   Harrow presses her bare boobs up against Dallas's chest, feeling his hands slowly make his way up her smooth back. She grabs his face, their tongues moving as a pair in and out of each other's mouths. He tastes like apple for some reason but she has no problem with fruit. Her brown hair hangs over Dallas's face the more she kisses him, spreading her legs as she grinds back and forth on top of him.
   The fireplace next to them is giving off a large amount of unneeded heat but Harrow doesn't bother trying to get them to move somewhere else. Their clothes are littered throughout the entire living room and the only source of light is from the fire. Dallas's apartment isn't the biggest but it'll do. She hasn't even looked around anywhere yet. The place was pitch black when they stumbled in here for sex. Harrow feels Dallas's hands wander all over her naked body and as much as she tries not thinking about Israel, he's there in the back of her mind.
   Harrow hates herself for doing what she did the other night. She hates that she told Israel that she loves him. She hates the fact that she let her guard down when he didn't do the same. When she said it, he was supposed to say it back and then bam. They're together again. She hasn't seen Israel since that incident. She has avoided him at all costs- even though he hasn't tried reaching out either. But that's another thing that pisses her off. He hasn't even tried contacting her to tell her the same. That just shows that everything is one sided.
   "You're so hot." Dallas kisses her neck, his face sweaty from the fire radiating towards them.
   "I know." Harrow smirks, tossing her hair over her shoulder as she kisses his chest, making her way down and down...
~~~(END SONG)~~~

   On Sunday morning, Rhyannon wakes up in Kent's four poster bed without a shirt on. The sunlight gleams through the blue drapes hanging in front of the windows on the other side of the room and the spot next to Rhyannon is empty. He sits up, noticing the door to Ken'ts bathroom is shut and the light shines from underneath. He clears his throat, pulling on his boxers from the heap of clothes on the floor. He glances at the picture of him and Kent that was taken on the beach during Christmas break. Rhyannon is hugging Kent with both arms, their smiles broad and in mid laugh.
   "Oh, you're up." Kent opens the door of his bathroom, wearing a dark blue graduation gown and a cap, the tassel hanging towards the right side of his face. "Good."
   Rhyannon raises his eyebrows at the sight, not even sure what to say. "You're wearing your cap and gown."
   "Yeah, my mom wanted me to try it on before the ceremony next week." Kent looks down at himself. "Even though she bawled her eyes out when she saw me."
   "I don't blame her." Rhyannon forces a laugh. He didn't know he'd be this sad about seeing Kent in his cap and gown for graduation. He's excited for Kent to go off and do whatever he wants to do but it sure will be lonely next year without him. Rhyannon only had one year in high school without Kent and it wasn't too fun. He was involved in a good amount of drama and looking back, he hated it. These last two school years with Kent have been great. Rhyannon doesn't want them to end.
   "Don't go all emotional on me too." Kent holds his arms open wide for Rhyannon to embrace.
   "Don't flatter yourself." Rhyannon puts Kent's arms back to his sides. "I don't have a reason to get emotional."
   "True." Kent checks himself out in the mirror above his dresser. Trophies from when he used to play soccer are scattered across the dresser, glimmering in the sunlight. "I look good, don't I?"
   "I don't know." Rhyannon walks up to Kent from behind. "I think it would look a lot better off you, honestly."
   Kent grins at Rhyannon through the mirror. "You gonna miss me next year, squirrel?"
   Rhyannon hugs him from behind. "Not one bit."
   "Shut up." Kent laughs, turning around and kissing Rhyannon's lips. They break apart and Kent's face is a little more serious than it was a few seconds ago. "You will miss, right?"
   Rhyannon goes to say no again, simply because he's too stubborn to show any sort of emotion but Kent actually looks worried for some reason. Why is he so hung up on if Rhyannon is going to miss him or not? Of course he'll miss going to school with him but it's not like Kent is going across the country, right? He told Rhyannon that he's planning to stay as close as possible- whatever that means. "More than you'll know."
   Kent sighs of relief, pulling his boyfriend into another hug. Rhyannon hugs him back, wondering what has gotten into him but he doesn't bother questioning anything. He'll probably get this way too when he goes to graduate. It just might come with senior year.