"one more round, then we can get out. please?" grayson begged me as ethan walked back inside the house. all three of us had been swimming together, like we always do every weekend. and we played marco polo, like we always do. every weekend.
"okay fine." i went underwater and counted to 10 before coming up and starting the game.
"marco!" no response. "grayson, you have to answer. that's the entire game. marco!"
"polo." i opened my eyes to see grayson's face no more than a couple inches away from mine. "hi," he whispered.
my eyes kept going back and forth between his eyes and lips, and in a second, his lips were on mine, molding together.
i wrapped my legs around his waist and he held me close.
i slowly pulled away, our foreheads still touching.
"i like you y/n. like, like like you." i blushed at his statement, playing with the hairs at the back of his head.
"i like you too grayson." he leaned in again, kissing me. this kiss didn't last as long as the first, but still it sent butterflies to my stomach.
"maybe we should play marco polo more."
published july 17 2020
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