Sierra
I drop everything in my arms and I run into his. That familiar smell I've grown to and the warmth of his body in contact with mine.
He lifts me up and my legs go around his waist as his arms are around my waist. My arms are hugging his neck and my face fits into the crook of his neck.
Our hearts are beating wildly together and he finally sets me down, letting me look up at him. My vision is getting blurry and he laughs as he wipes away the stray tears. "Congratulations Sierra." he mumbles, pulling me into another hug. I cling onto him like he's about to vanish but I want him to stay. He stays.
I step away and I shake my head in disbelief. "How? I- I thought you," I stammer and he laughs. He cups my cheeks and looks into my eyes, scanning for something. "I promised you, Si. Look where I am now." he chuckles breathlessly.
We pull away from each other and then Blake and Ty tackles him to the ground. Parker winces and Cameron and I start laughing our asses off as they try and hug him on the ground. Kaydon looks unamused but smiles anyway. "Get off of me you idiots." he says and they do. Blake does his usual handshake with him and Ty hugs him. I swore, my heart skipped two beats.
Parker gives him a side-hug and Cameron ruffles his hair. The group is back. "Who drove you here, man?" Ty asks as he hands me my bags and things. We all start walking out of school to the parking lot.
Kaydon shrugs while walking beside me, his arm brushing against mine. "Harry."
Everyone stops abruptly with wide eyes. Harry agreed to let him go back home? Is it for a short time? How the fuck-
"I'm sorry, Harry?" Ty asks, baffled. "The one who tortured us?" Kaydon nods his head with a sigh.
"I'll explain later, I'm fucking starving." he says and we hear his stomach grumble. Blake puts an arm around Kaydon, leading him to his car before shouting, "Melly's for celebration night!"
**
After everyone ate, we all departed as we reached home. Since tomorrow is Saturday, we planned the day to hang out and sleep over at Ty's house again. I finish up blow drying the ends of my hair and rubbed some lotion on my legs and arms.
I hop on my bed and unplugged my phone from the charger. My body is sore from today but I feel so happy and glad at the same time. The feeling of winning that trophy is a dream and that was the last time I might ever play volleyball. It sucks but it's also an end of an era.
Sometimes we all need new beginnings to find who we are.
I don't think volleyball will always be me and that's okay. I'm still looking. The one feeling I keep on replaying in my head was the feeling relief when I saw Kaydon. His fluffy hair and charming smile that always makes you crack a grin. His comfort and warmth brings you safety and guidance as he holds you. There's no other place like home than him.
I stare out to my window across from his and I can see the dim light shining and I only see his long legs on the bed. He's laying in the same position I am I believe. My brain is wracking with thoughts and I make the impulsive decision of opening my window and beginning to go over to his window again.
This time there's no fucking cat, thank god. I gently knock on his window and he immediately shoots right off the bed towards it. I see him let out a huge breath and opened the window for me.
"Jesus, you scared me. That's dangerous Si, don't walk over the tree!" he closes the window and throws on a black hoodie to cover his upper half which was uncovered. He's wearing dark grey sweats and he sits in the middle of the bed.
I fix my hair a bit and pulled the sleeves down of my black long sleeve and laid back at the bottom of the end on my back.
"Hey, you used to come over that way all the time! You can't say anything," I point out and he shakes his head with a playful grin.
He ignores the accusation and changes the subject. "What are you doing here at 11pm? It's quite late."
I sigh, "I'm bored and I want to talk." I sit up from my position and fixed the lopsided drawstrings on my grey shorts. I look up to face him and he's already staring at me.
"I'm really glad you came today, Kay." I say softly with a smile. "I felt so relieved you were there, I don't even know why. The feeling of hugging you right there felt right and calm." He nods and I continue as he listens closely. I feel like it's the right time to say this but I also don't. Should I?
"I know I said that we have these rules to follow but I need them to just be put aside for a second." I hesitate before going for it.
"I fucking love you Kaydon. When you left, it was like another piece of my heart going too. I hated the fact that you were gone again from us and it broke my heart to pieces. The girls and the guys have told me so many times that I'm fucking in love with you and I kept on denying it. Why?" I pause for a second to catch my breath. "Because I was so afraid that you didn't love me back. I was so afraid of what would happen to our friendship."
I can see his eyes freaking twinkling right now and I stifle a laugh. "But now I realize that you feel it too. The moment we hugged and I felt our heart beat at the same pace and intensity, I knew that you felt the same. I may be wrong right now but I just have to tell you, Kaydon," I look straight up into his eyes that were already tracing down to my lips and back to my eyes.
"I love you."
He stays still for a moment. He doesn't say a word and my palms are getting sweaty. Before I could say anything, he stands up and grabs my hand pulling me towards him. His hands are on both sides of my waist and mine are on his chest to balance myself. "Do you not love me?" I ask.
"I can't act like I'm not in love with you." he says at last. Every single drop of confidence fades away from my body.
"What did you say?" I ask, the words sounding like a whisper. He looks down on me with a warm look in his eyes.
He puts a hand on my cheek and whispers, "I'm in love with you, Sierra. And I have never stopped."
"I know you said that we still have these rules," he says quietly and I nod. "But I forgot about them a long time ago. I also may have broken them two days later." he chuckles and I laugh, putting my head on his chest. I lift my gaze to his and I can feel the warmth again.
His hand goes to my right cheek and he just searches for something in my eyes. Like a sign, a command, just something.
"I fucking love you and I wanted you to love me back for so long." he mumbles and his hand goes back down to my waist. My hands go around the back of his neck and I just admire the boy in front of me.
The boy I love for years, the boy who's my best friend, the boy who I want to spend the rest of my life with, and the boy who has been through hell and back to get back to me.
"I knew you loved me when you came back to me," I whisper. He leans closer and our lips are almost touching. I can smell the mint on his lips and the fresh scent of shampoo in his hair.
"I'll always come back to you."
His lips finally close the space between us and I let the sparks fly. Cheesy, I know but that's what it feels like. We kiss the years we missed away and we make it up for those losses. It feels like a burst of something new inside of me and I just couldn't breathe. The place where his hands are at burns my skin and my arms just lazily play with the ends of his hair.
He slowly pulls away and I see the dazed look on his face. I smile and he pushes away the strands of hair on my face, staring at me in awe.
"You're the one for me." he says. I laugh, shoving him away before plopping down the bed again. I see him running up to me and giving me a quick kiss on the forehead and cheek.
I raise an eyebrow, sitting up staring at him as he sits on the bed like before. "Bold, are we?" He throws a pillow at my face before grabbing his remote and turning it on.
He smirks, "Let me live. I finally got to kiss your fucking lips that I wanted for so long."
My cheeks grow red and he chuckles softly at that. I put the back of my hand to my right cheek to feel the warmth and I just sit and stare at the floor while thinking. I just kissed my best friend. He feels the same way and he has been for so long. He never stopped, did he?
"I have a question," I say, his attention now turning to me. He sets the remote down and crossed his arms.
"Hm?" he hums and I play with the ring on my index finger. My right hand has felt better since icing it and I spin the ring on that one too.
"How did Harry let you come back?"
His shoulders tense up and I can feel the conflicted feeling he's having. I don't want him to give up his football life for us, he's been working his ass off for years. Football is his life, his dream, his fucking future and we all know that.
He sighs and stares at the TV across from him, still on the home page of Netflix. "It wasn't a good communication type of thing, it was a more disagree-type," he says. "He refused, he denied it, he shouted at me for not choosing what's best for me."
He laughs a bit, "He doesn't even know what's best for me. I told him that. He shook his head and stayed silent. I told him that football doesn't have to be this thing I have to do for a lifetime. I need a fucking break and life again. He was making me hate the sport I loved. He was trying to say something back to defend himself but he knew he was in the wrong."
"So he was just like, go on home?" I ask. He shook his head with a chuckle and smile.
"No, he didn't. Instead he told me that if I think that going home is the better life and future for me, then I can go straight on home," he says, exhaling a breath. "and that's what I did. I told him to drive me home."
I didn't say a word. Kaydon left his whole work into football behind to start over where his family is at. He left because he thought it was the better decision.
"Kaydon, football was your life! It was this future you dreamed of having since you were small, how could you give it up?" I ramble and he shushes me.
He lifts his eyes to look at mine and that boyish grin makes its way back onto his face. "Sierra, I realized something that I should've a while ago. Football isn't my life and future, it's like a hobby."
"You are my life. You are my future." he says and it was almost like a whisper.
My eyes start to tear up and he laughs at my teary eyed state. "The group is so much more than a sport. You and I are the thing that I need to work on. I need to work on being better. Being a better best friend." he smiles.
My heart warms at the thought of him "starting over" with our friendship. He wants to be better and make up the time we lost. I grab the remote and moved myself next to him. He looks down at me and lays his head on my shoulder for comfort.
"I love you, Sierra." he whispers.
I close my eyes and just enjoy his presence next to me.
"I love you, Kaydon."
**
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AAAAA. <— thats me rn
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