Ignoring each other like we didn't even exist was easy.
That's the way it's always been.
Until one starry, blood moonlit night changes everything we thought we had ever known.
When what started as a birthday toast quickly turns into a chance to get the idea of each other out of our system, it's clear that nothing good could come from it...
Even if the feeling is nothing but good.
Before we know it we find ourselves fastened together like a stitch of thread on a vintage shirt, holding on for the crude interruption to our well thought out lies.
There's just one thing about lies though, little by little they show their truth.
The rules are simple -don't date your best friends brother.
But unfortunately...
The stolen stares and the secrets take over everything, making it impossible to think about anyone else.
I think there's been a glitch, one I would ruin myself for.
A million little times.
2015 rolled in with a bang, and it did not have the grace to gift me with a social life that everyone in a one hundred year radius would be jealous of or that is even just the talk of the town. Instead I got myself into a complicated relationship which wasn't much talked about, a relationship that I didn't get into is talked about all the time and university is around the figurative corner. That is where you can factor in people I suppose I should call 'fans', the fascination that comes in with cutlery, pots, pans and other formerly boring things.
But let us not forget that my parents are finally getting married and Mum can't shop for lace without me wanting to kill her, add in a dose of sleepless nights, invigorating kisses - which have nothing to do with the sleepless nights and a lot to do with nightmares - Harriet not knowing the meaning of the words "you're done" and Ice Ice Baby is still a thing.
We're all growing up (except Dad who will still make inappropriate jokes at every inappropriate moment, some to do with what cannot be done when you're wearing a plaster cast) and holidays are being planned though some are less holiday and more a mad dash to find somewhere to live out in the big wide world without our parents.
Life might be moving on, but I still go to McDonald's late at night with my friends. Some things at least don't change.
Sequel to: Falling Fast
Complete