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How can she be such a coward? How hard was it to say “Kyle, I like you. I want something more than just friendship?” The words are right there, it’s not like she didn’t know what to say. Kicking herself silently as they loaded up into her car and hit the road, the blonde couldn’t help herself any longer. Reaching over as they entered the freeway, Kimmy grabbed his hand, lacing their fingers together, not saying a word as she face turned a soft pink shade. “I just can’t wait to spend so much time with you. If I could spend all of my time with you, I would.” What was she doing? Was this her way of professing her love for him? Would he even know? She just didn’t have the answers to that. 

He had his gaze focused on the road when he felt her fingers intertwining with his. That small action sent a prominent thump of his heart. It was lucky that he didn't lose control of the car as he was so caught off guard. There was a bright reddened hue decorating his cheeks. "I-I" he started, swallowing all his fear and doubts, "I would also spend every minute with you if I could." Was this a love confession or just a friendly comment? Gosh! He was so clueless in the matters of the heart. He didn't want to mess up by misreading her words, still he felt that his feelings for Kimmy were not unrequited. He squeezed her hand and flashed her a smile. "I really like you," he mumbled before panic overwhelmed him but he decided to leave his confession out there.

“You’re acting very strange…is everything alright?” Kimmy asked once he had joined her back in the hallway near the door. She didn’t want to get her hopes up, but she wanted desperately for him to just say she made him nervous. At least then she would be able to find the courage to say that she felt the same way. “This is going to be so much fun! We can even go outside and watch the stars together! It will be really romantic.” Silence. She hadn’t meant to say that aloud, but there was no way of taking it back now. Unable to look him in the eyes, she turned a shade of red that she was sure he had never made her turn before. “I mean..It will be really cool…”

Was he that obvious? Kyle wasn't sure how much longer he'd be able to keep up this charade. The more time he spent with Kimmy, the more he fought with the notion of professing his feelings for her. Still, his house's hallway was not the place he would do that. "Strange? Not at all," he said, nudging her playfully. "I'm just excited," he assured her with a smile as they made their way to the door. He nodded enthusiastically as Kimmy listed all the things they would do, his mind already wandering to the upcoming events when a word pulled him back to reality, although he wasn't entirely sure if he'd heard right. He stared at her for a few seconds, hating himself for the bewildered expression on his face. This was his chance! He only needed to say something and so, his lips parted to confess what had been on his mind for so long... "Well, now that..." he started before Kimmy spoke again, retracting the word she'd said before. "Of course! It's gonna be awesome, I can't wait," Kyle replied, hoping he was able to conceal his disappointment. "We should get going, we have to make the most of the day."

“What was that about?” The girl wondered to herself as she gave the boy a small nod of confirmation. “Yeah it’s not like anything else is going to happen.” No matter how much she wished something would. She liked him so deeply that if he ever kissed her, she might just die of happiness. “I’ll be here.” Kimmy stated as she watched him disappear before leaning against the wall, hand on her heart as she thought about the next few days alone with him. Would this finally be the time she tells him exactly how she feels?

"Yeah, yeah, yeah... um that's what I meant," he replied as a nervous chuckle escaped past his lips and he hoped she hadn't noticed the red flush that had crept up his neck. In order to avoid saying anything silly again, he hastened to his bedroom and packed everything as fast as he could, not wanting to spend any more minutes apart from her. He went to his father's bedroom and let him know of his plans, and his father knew that trying to talk him out of the plan would be worthless. When it came to spending time with Kimmy, nothing could deter him. "Okay, I'm all set," he said, attempting a cool and nonchalant tone but the corners of his eyes were smiling.  

“I don’t want to make you sleep on the couch though! I always feel so bad when you stay at my house, and you have to sleep on the floor. I’m okay with us sharing the bed..I mean I trust you. I know you would never try to do anything..” The girl admitted shyly as the words came out of her mouth. “As long as you’re comfortable with that. I don’t want to push anything.”

"Are you sure?" he asked, mostly to reassure himself that it was okay. "Yeah, I guess we can share the same bed. You know, it's just, um, sleeping, am I right?" Suddenly it was as if Kyle had forgotten how to speak like a normal person, he struggled to find the words and his intonation revealed how nervous he was feeling. "Okay, so I guess I'll just pack a backpack."

She wished she could tell him how seeing him excited like this made her happy. She wished that she could pull him into a kiss right then and there, but she knew she couldn’t. She loved him and he would never know, and that’s what hurt her more than anything. “The only issue is the place we would be staying..it only has one bed. Is that going to be an issue?” The blonde asked as she twisted a lock of hair around her finger.

"Oh," Kyle said after her comment and that sentence alone was enough to make his nerves kick into high gear. "No, no, I don't think that would be an issue," he added with a high-strung chuckle. The whole plan made him feel a mixture of joy and nervousness, a welcomed sensation he hadn’t endured in what felt like forever. "I could sleep on the couch, I wouldn't mind."

Knowing she was able to have him all week if she wanted, Kimmy could feel the excitement within her growing. “Well–I’ve been wanting to go to the beach, and I figured you and I could go together?” She had been saving money for the past few months, so she had plenty of money for them to live off of for the four days she had planned. “It’s supposed to be really nice this week, so it’s the perfect time for us to go.” She had no idea if he would go along with her plan. If she had to be honest with herself–she just wanted to be alone with him. She had accepted her feelings for the boy in front of her, but she could never bring herself to actually tell him how she felt. Instead she was content with loving him silently. 

When Kimmy started to explain her plan, Kyle couldn't help the way his smile grew. It made his insides twist and turn, nervousness plowing through him. "I'd love to!" he said, unable to conceal his excitement. However, when he realized how eager he'd sounded, he cleared out his throat and shrugged, trying his best to portray a nonchalant attitude. The last thing Kyle wanted was to be so conspicuous about his feelings for her. "I guess it sounds fun. I haven't been to the beach in so long, and I've missed spending time with you, so you're right it's a perfect time."

Kimmy didn’t want to let him go, but she knew she couldn’t stand here all day in his arms like this. Allowing her arms to fall to her sides as she took a step away, Kimmy took in everything about him as if he could disappear in a flash–making sure he had been taking care of himself during the weeks apart. “So let’s say I want to kidnap you for like..four days..would I be able to do that? Or will you be needed here?” She asked as she rocked back and forth on her heels as she held her hands behind her back as she waited in excitement for an answer.

Just being around Kimmy could brighten his whole day. It had always been like this, and the past couple of weeks had been hard without her presence. At her comment, Kyle looked at her with a puzzled expression for a few seconds as if he was trying to untangled the mystery behind the question. "My dad won't leave again until next week," he started, not sure where this was going. "Why are you planning to kidnap me for four days?" Although it hardly could be considered kidnapping as Kyle would go anywhere Kimmy asked him.

Following the found of his voice, Kimmy could only smile as the sight of her best friend came into her view. “It’s okay I understand, I just really missed you.” The smaller girl explained as she held out her arms for a hug. Wrapping her arms around his slim frame, Kimmy was lost in how amazing he always smelled. “You’re not busy–are you? I don’t want to distract you if you’re in the middle of anything.”

"I missed you too," he said and words couldn't express how true that statement was. Kyle didn't hesitate to hug her back, the scent of her shampoo flooding his senses, emphasizing how much he'd missed her. "I'm never busy for you," he said, a warm smile gracing his expression. "My dad is home now and he can take care of my brothers. What would you like to do?" He'd be fine with anything as long as he had her company.

It has been a solid two weeks since she spent any time with her best friend, and she was slowly going crazy. Not only had they missed the latest meteor shower, but they also missed the eclipse from yesterday. That’s what brought her here. Normally he was the one to come find her when they spend day after day apart, but she wasn’t willing to wait for him to show up again. It was her turn. “Kyle? Are you home?” Kimmy called out as she let herself into his house.

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With his mother busy with her new job and his father out on a business trip, Kyle had been too busy the past couple of weeks taking care of his siblings. Now that his father was back he finally had some time of his own. He was about to text Kimmy, whom he'd neglected over the days, when he heard her voice downstairs. It's like she could read his mind. "Kimmy," he said from the top of the staircase before quickly rushing to meet her downstairs. "Hey, I was about to text you. I'm sorry I've been such an awful friend lately." He hated not spending every single day with Kimmy, it felt so foreign.