you and malachi were bestfriends, you both had met sometime during elementary school and have been close since then, you two were always there for each other.

one thing about malachi, is that he LOVED parties, specifically pool parties as he loved swimming— although, he didn’t mind a frat party, what do you expect from a teenage boy?

he could never convince you to go to a pool party with him no matter how hard he tried, he tried to bribe you with snacks— he tried everything in the book, yet you still never budged.

that was— until one day, he finally convinced you to go to a pool party with him, you finally caved in and said you would go.

he drove you to the party, you both had a fun time, splashing each other in the pool, jokingly dancing to the music playing in the background.

but, of course someone had to ruin it— that person being samantha, samantha absolutely HATED your guys, why? because you were close with malachi, she had a big crush on malachi, practically every girl in your grade did— how could they not? he’s handsome, athletic, he’s just everything a senior girl would want.

as you went inside to take a quick bathroom break, you left your bag full with your extra clothes next to malachi, you trusted him enough to know he would make sure no one messed with it.

that was a mistake.

one of samantha’s friends, alyssa, distracted malachi and got him away from the bag, taking him to one of the slides. as he left your bag unattended, samatha took your clothes out, and cut holes in your clothes, completely ruining them.

as some time passed, you and malachi both were tired and he agreed to take you home. as you dried your hair with the white towel you had brought, you went to the bathroom to change only to see your clothes had rips in them— not knowing what to do, you called malachi in the bathroom while you still had your bikini on. you explained to him what happened, and he felt bad.

“shit, i’m sorry— i left your bag alone.” he spoke in a empathetic tone.