because I love holding you." I love how cheesy we are.
"So what did you think of your first third of July fireworks experience?"
"So far it's been amazing."
"What do you want to do next?"
"How about we stay here for now? I like that I have you all to myself and I feel a sudden urge to kiss your delicious lips."
We make our way back to the bonfires after some more kissing and cuddling. There's music playing and some kids are dancing along. Marcus and Lexy are both noticeably absent. The thought of them together makes me physically ill. I'm suddenly experiencing extreme nausea and literally feel like I’m about to hurl. Erik must sense there's something wrong because he slows down and looks at me with concern.
"Are you okay Pretty Girl?"
"Yeah, I think that marshmallow I ate earlier isn't sitting well." Somehow I don't think he'd appreciate hearing the real reason for my stomach ache.
"Why don't we head back to your house and get you some soda to drink? It may help settle your stomach." I nod in agreement because at this point I'm too disgusted with Marcus to think straight or formulate a reply. Erik wraps his arm around my shoulders and I slip mine around his waist. I've always found it awkward to walk this way, but I'm thankful he cares for me so much. He constantly shows me affection which I now love but at first it took some time to get used to. My mom and dad aren't very affectionate with each other day to day, so it's not something that I grew up exposed to. It doesn't come as easy for me and I sometimes struggle showing how much I care about him.
We're almost back to the place where we viewed the fireworks from when I notice Marcus and Lexy walking towards us. They both have red solo cups in their hands and I bet it's not soda in them.
"There's a party down that way," Marcus gestures behind him, "if you're looking for one."
"Have you been drinking?" I ask in an accusing tone.
"Yes mom, I have."
"Since when do you get drunk at parties Marcus?"
"Go be with your boyfriend and don't worry about me. I'm having a great time."
He chugs his beverage as if to make a point.
"Whatever Marcus. You are making some bad decisions tonight. Just remember STD's are forever!" With that parting shot, I storm off in a huff with Erik following. He doesn't say anything until we are almost to my house.
"Hailey, what was that all about, back there?" He gestures towards the beach with his head.
"What do you mean?" I ask crossing my arms in front of me.
"Why did you freak out so much over Marcus drinking? It's not like he needs a ride home. He's perfectly capable of making the walk even if he's buzzed, so what's the real problem here?"
"I just think he's making some bad decisions tonight."
"What bad decisions? The decision to go to a party and have a few drinks or are we talking about the decision to do all of those things with Lexy?" My silence is all the answer he needs.
"Yeah, that's what I thought. I'd have to be an idiot not to have picked up on the mutual dislike fumes you guys were giving off. That and the STD reference were pretty good clues."
"Lexy is a trampy, mean girl who has gone out of her way to be a bitch to me since the first day we met. If I'm ever murdered or I disappear, she should be the prime suspect."
Erik throws his head back, laughing loudly at my dramatic reply.
"You think it's funny, but I am being totally serious. She is the town pump that all the boys go to when they want a sure thing. She's like a seven eleven...she's open 24 hours a day. Excuse me for caring about my bestie and not wanting him to stick his dick in the same contaminated well everyone else is."
"Stop. You're killing me here." Erik can't seem to stop laughing. "You are too funny Pretty Girl. Come on, let's go inside and get you a drink. I wouldn't mind eating something, it feels like we ate dinner ages ago."
Erik and I spend the rest of the night hanging out with Jake, Cory and two of their friends, Brian, and Tom. They
"So what did you think of your first third of July fireworks experience?"
"So far it's been amazing."
"What do you want to do next?"
"How about we stay here for now? I like that I have you all to myself and I feel a sudden urge to kiss your delicious lips."
We make our way back to the bonfires after some more kissing and cuddling. There's music playing and some kids are dancing along. Marcus and Lexy are both noticeably absent. The thought of them together makes me physically ill. I'm suddenly experiencing extreme nausea and literally feel like I’m about to hurl. Erik must sense there's something wrong because he slows down and looks at me with concern.
"Are you okay Pretty Girl?"
"Yeah, I think that marshmallow I ate earlier isn't sitting well." Somehow I don't think he'd appreciate hearing the real reason for my stomach ache.
"Why don't we head back to your house and get you some soda to drink? It may help settle your stomach." I nod in agreement because at this point I'm too disgusted with Marcus to think straight or formulate a reply. Erik wraps his arm around my shoulders and I slip mine around his waist. I've always found it awkward to walk this way, but I'm thankful he cares for me so much. He constantly shows me affection which I now love but at first it took some time to get used to. My mom and dad aren't very affectionate with each other day to day, so it's not something that I grew up exposed to. It doesn't come as easy for me and I sometimes struggle showing how much I care about him.
We're almost back to the place where we viewed the fireworks from when I notice Marcus and Lexy walking towards us. They both have red solo cups in their hands and I bet it's not soda in them.
"There's a party down that way," Marcus gestures behind him, "if you're looking for one."
"Have you been drinking?" I ask in an accusing tone.
"Yes mom, I have."
"Since when do you get drunk at parties Marcus?"
"Go be with your boyfriend and don't worry about me. I'm having a great time."
He chugs his beverage as if to make a point.
"Whatever Marcus. You are making some bad decisions tonight. Just remember STD's are forever!" With that parting shot, I storm off in a huff with Erik following. He doesn't say anything until we are almost to my house.
"Hailey, what was that all about, back there?" He gestures towards the beach with his head.
"What do you mean?" I ask crossing my arms in front of me.
"Why did you freak out so much over Marcus drinking? It's not like he needs a ride home. He's perfectly capable of making the walk even if he's buzzed, so what's the real problem here?"
"I just think he's making some bad decisions tonight."
"What bad decisions? The decision to go to a party and have a few drinks or are we talking about the decision to do all of those things with Lexy?" My silence is all the answer he needs.
"Yeah, that's what I thought. I'd have to be an idiot not to have picked up on the mutual dislike fumes you guys were giving off. That and the STD reference were pretty good clues."
"Lexy is a trampy, mean girl who has gone out of her way to be a bitch to me since the first day we met. If I'm ever murdered or I disappear, she should be the prime suspect."
Erik throws his head back, laughing loudly at my dramatic reply.
"You think it's funny, but I am being totally serious. She is the town pump that all the boys go to when they want a sure thing. She's like a seven eleven...she's open 24 hours a day. Excuse me for caring about my bestie and not wanting him to stick his dick in the same contaminated well everyone else is."
"Stop. You're killing me here." Erik can't seem to stop laughing. "You are too funny Pretty Girl. Come on, let's go inside and get you a drink. I wouldn't mind eating something, it feels like we ate dinner ages ago."
Erik and I spend the rest of the night hanging out with Jake, Cory and two of their friends, Brian, and Tom. They
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