You had known Liam for nearly 7 years, you were each others 'ride or die' as people call it.

You two were very alike, and very close..always attached by the hip when given the chance, wether it is you sitting on his lap or his arm around you.

All your mutual mates always joke about you and him dating and you two always brush it off, despite having kissed...a few times.

Today as usual you were on your way to the caravan park him and his dad owned, a shithole really- and he knew that, everyone knew it.

You walked up the dirt road, it had rained so everything was muddy, but when did it not rain? right. a few of the caravans were occupied, likely by tourists.

And there he was, the wonderfull mullet wearing man that was your best friend, sat on the porch of his personal little caravan cleaning his dirtbike, his 'precious baby' like he always said. his face lit up when he saw you, like a puppy seeing its owner.

"there you are,took you long enough!"