I curled up in my bed wrapped in one of Max’s white tee shirts he’d left over here yesterday. The numbers on the clock changed, now reading 1:30. I tried to sleep, but yesterday’s event kept running through my head. We’d always been best friends, Max and I, we grew up together. Yesterday, however, had been different, alot different.

We were out in the woods behind my house, and we’d packed a picnic. One of our little dates, as we called them. Once we were done eating we hiked to our spot, a place where the trees cleared and flowers covered the ground in the spring. The sun was beginning to set when I looked over and locked eyes with Max. Before I knew what was happening he was kissing me and I was kissing him back, his hands through my straight locks, my hands clutching at his brunette curls. Then I realized what was happening. Max, he was my best friend, I was not going to jeopardize that. I pulled away, grabbing up my things from the ground and rushed back to my house.

2:00 am. I hear something beating on my window and roll out of bed. Carefully, I peek through the blinds and notice Max standing there, rocks in hand, occasionally chucking one at my window.

I threw up the window and realized that it was raining. Was he insane?

“What the hell are you doing!?” I shouted to him, where he stood, drenched, below my window. He pushed a soaked curl from his brow and flashed a huge smile up at me.

“Come down here, Mace! I need to talk to you.” He projected his voice over the sound of the rain as it began to pour harder.

I closed the window and grabbed an umbrella, slowing creeping down the stairs, I made my way outside. When I got to Max, he was standing below a tree, making an effort to shield himself from the rain.

“I was trying to sleep tonight, but I couldn’t, not with what happened yesterday. I want to know why you left and tell you some things that I need you to know.” He said as he wrapped his hands around my waist, pulling me closer.

“I…I don’t know what to tell you, you’re my best friend and…I…I just..i dont know.” My voice trailed off, leaving nothing but the wind howling between us.

“I don’t want to be just your best friend. I want to be your one and only, the one that you call when you need to talk, the one you grow old with. I love you, Macey. It’s always been you.” He took my face in his hands and I didn’t resist when he leaned in to kiss me.

The umbrella fell from my hands and rain began to drench both of us as he kissed me long and hard. It was amazing.