You'd been in love with Finny since the beginning of high school. Your mothers were best friends. You spent more time with Finny than you did alone. The two of you had always been great friends, never anything more. Neither one of you crossed that line. Even if you wanted too.

It was another night of enjoying your last summer before real life would begin. You started college in the fall. And then, things would change. You wouldn't have summer's off. You'd be working. So, this was it.

The late night gas station runs for your favorites candies and soda, going to the movies, having ice cream at the park, sitting in Finny's room while he played video games, it was all about to end. That knowledge made your chest ache. Your time with Finny was not something you wanted to end. Soon, he would find a nice girl in college and settle down. You'd lose your chance.

"What are you thinking about?" Finny asked as he ran a hand through his gorgeous blonde hair, always looking so effortlessly perfect. "C'mon, I know you too well," he added, letting you know that he wouldn't accept some stupid bullshit answer from you this time. He wanted the truth.