Summer Camp with a Fool /// Stanley Barber x fem!reader

Eighteen + The End

So I'm not completely sure what year ianowt takes place in. So let's just say the 90's maybe? I was gonna make it the 80's but they would've been 40+ years old in 2020.)

Tugging my shirt over my head and tossing it to the floor.

Something cold grips my sides. Turning me around quickly. "Y/n? Please lea-" her lips connect to mine. "Stop stop stop. You hate me remember?"

Quickly my hands clutch her sides pulling her closer. "I don't think
I do anymore." "What is that supposed to mean?" I push hair behind her ear, admiring her facial features.

"I don't know... maybe I like you again?" "Friends or?" Of course, I know what she means, I just want her to say it.

I rest my forehead on hers. "Nope. More than friends." "Best friends?" "You're really difficult to deal with Stan." She giggles.

"I'm sorry I just don't know what you mean," I smirk. "Are you sure?" "Yup." "You just want me to say it don't you?" "Say what?" I gently place a kiss on her neck.

"That...I like you. More than friends... and best friends. I like you like you." "Ah okay...I get it now." She smiles.

"What would you do if I say I feel the same way?" "What way?" "Playing my own trick on me aren't you?" "What trick?" She smiles before putting her head against my chest.

I chuckle. "Will you be mine?" "Thought you would never ask Stan." I kiss her lips softly.

"Stan! Help me find my phone!" I stroll through the house, trying to find where y/n is. "Do you want me to call it?" "That would be helpful." She chuckles looking back at me.

"Oh never mind. It was in my purse." She smiles looking up at me. "So what do you wanna do later tonight?" "Go see a movie maybe?" She softly nudges my curls back, resting her hands on my shoulders.

"Why don't we go to eat afterward?" "Seems like I plan." I smile once prior kissing her softly.

"Mom? Dad?" "Huh?" "We're ready. So is Olivia." "Aw, you guys helped. You two are the best."

(Straight up couldn't think of any of their girl names then May and my name lol)

"Well let's go we have some plans for tonight." We smile at them, plucking Y/n out of Spencer's arms, and grabbing the bag out of Simons. Our twin fourteen-year-old boys. Olivia being only two.

"Like what?" The two say at the same time. We all laugh slightly before walking out of the door. "Isn't the fourteenth year of you two being married?" "Yes...yes it is." Both of us thirty-eight now.

Y/n kisses my cheek quickly. Remembering twenty-one tears go...1999. The year I met the love of my life.