His Summer Fixation

I was supposed to be a distraction, a fling, someone Julian could amuse himself with during the long, summer days, until he left to go back to school in America. I was supposed to be his summer fixation, and nothing more. At least, that's what I always thought. That's what I chose to believe.

"What if I asked for a transfer-changed schools?"

I stared at him, bewildered. "Julian, don't be ridiculous. No one gives up Yale to attend U of T."

Julian's stare was hard, mesmerizing. "I would. For you."

"Don't say that," I mutter, shaking my head. "Don't say things you don't mean."

"Do you think I'm kidding? Because I'm not, Annie. I'm not kidding when I say that it absolutely kills me, the idea of being somewhere you aren't."

I didn't want to believe him, but I knew it was hopeless. Julian was telling the truth.