Our class is on a trip to travel Europe for the summer. And you got sat beside me on the bus. You were the quiet girl who didn't talk too much. I was the bad boy who stuck to his group of friends but was still popular.

Recently, there's been some drama between me and this girl I used to date. She's been trying to get me back, and I've been making it pretty obvious I don't want her back. And somehow, you agreed to be my fake girlfriend for the trip. Maybe it was cause I offered you a lot of money that you couldn't refuse but oh well.

A couple of days later, we're all down at the beach. You had gone up on a cliff to get some pictures alone. I wasn't really paying attention because I was talking to my friends. Then, all of a sudden, I hear a splash. I see you swim to shore. Confidently, my ex-gf showed up.

"Oh no, what happened, Braelie?" She says a look of fake pity on her face.

You go up onto the beach by me, and you throw down your now broken camera. Then you go back out towards the water. I follow you out, "wait Brae c'mere let's talk,"

You ignore me and swim out a little deeper than normal. I was a little worried because I knew you couldn't touch the ground. I come up behind you, "c'mere, you can't touch just let me hold onto y-"

Before I can finish your arms, wrap around my neck and bury your face into my neck. You start sobbing, "Ash, I can't keep doing this. She keeps humiliating me, and- i-i don't even know what to do anymore. It isn't fair. Please can we just stop? We've proved our point, and it's too embarrassing,"

"I...Brae I don't want to," I say, pulling your head back and tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

"What do you mean?" You sniffle.

"Brae i..." I let out a little chuckle, "Brae, I want you to be mine...like for real,"