Surfer Girl and Drummer Boy

"Lets play a game," I say and Calum stops playing gutiar and listens. Luke and Michael walk up from the basement. "Lets sweet talk. Lets play fight. Lets talk twenty-four seven. Lets tell each other good morning and good night every day. Lets take walks together. Lets go on dates. Lets hang out with each other's friends," I tell him. "Lets give each other nicknames. Lets talk all night long. Lets hold each other and kiss and hug," I pause,looking at the other guys's faces and turn back to Ashton. "And the first one to fall in love?" I laugh for a second,then grin. "Loses."



9. 9

Loud music blasting,people diving in the pool,it can't get better. "Who's he?" Av asks,shouting over the music,nodding her head toward Jace,who's standing in the corner of the yard,talking to his sister,Sarah. She's always hated me. "It's Jace Mutual!!" Angie basically yells,luckily the music is too loud. I nod. "He's helping me with surfing!" I add. Avril nods and Angie puts her arm on my shoulder. "Over Ashton already?!" She jokes. "I don't like Jace! He's just helping me!" "Speaking of Ashton!" Av nods toward Ashton,who is walk over to us. Av and Angie leave me and him alone. Of course. Such great friends. "Hey!" Ash exclaims. I wave. "Hey!" I reply. After that, we don't say much for a minute. We just let the music play and other people yell and whatnot. C'mon,Ash! Just kiss me! Ughhhh. But he doesn't,he just smiles and walks off. Angie walks past me. "Awkward!" She says,making me laugh. 

As I nod my head to the music,Jace walks up to me. He nods his head at me and I smile in response. We stand there and he smiles at me,nodding again,he takes my face and kisses me. We pull away and he points finger guns at me before he walks away. I stand there,shocked,for what feels like forever. Ashton marches up to me. "Who the hell was that?!" He yells. "He helps me with surfing." "What?!" "He helps me with surfing!" "Does he have a name?!" "Jace Mutual!" "Why the fuck did he kiss you?!" I shrug and look at Ashton. He's concerned. I take his hand and take him out front where it's not as loud. "You don't have to be concerned about me." I tell him and he smiles. "Isn't it apart of the game we're playing?" I shake my head. "Nope." "That doesn't mean anything to me anyway," He tells me and hugs me tight. "Come on." He tells me and grabs my hand. He walks with me back to the backyard,but it was a bad idea.

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