• Save Me


    “Come on, come on, move a little closer. Come on: come on want to hear you whisper in my ear. Oh come on, come on settle down inside my love. Accidently in love.” I kept singing, rinsing the conditioner out of my hair leisurely.
    Bang.
    Bang.
    Bang.
    “What?! I yelled, slowly shutting the water off, ringing out my hair with both hands. I already knew who it was with out having to ask. “Can we put your little rock show on hold? I’ve been waiting forever. You can go finish up with your hair brush and mirror in the OTHER room” Jacob shouted from the other side of door. I couldn’t help but smile. “You know you live next door, that means you have a shower” I called back, grabbing a towel off the wrack, stepping on to the white fluffy shag carpet. “I’m coming in, 3-2-1” he counted off, barging into the bathroom. I struggled to cover myself up in time. “Eww Mia where are your clothes!” He smirked. Blushing. I pushed past him to grab my tooth paste and brush at the sink. I gazed in the mirror, looking at his reflection behind me. I couldn’t help myself from gawking when he pulled off his t-shirt. I mean how couldn’t I? Yeah after 10 years I should find him repulsive, but no, he’s stunning.
    The decision to play lacrosse took hold of Jake’s body a year ago, definitely not a bad thing. He wasn’t meaty like you would think. Toned, tan, handsome. Perfect combination. His hair was always styled up. It kind of takes hold in a spiky formation on his head. Absolutely perfect.
    “What are you starring at?” he smiled putting his hands on my shoulder. “Nothing.” I shrugged him off lightly and spread my toothpaste on to the brush, shoving it in my mouth. “Turn around if you don’t want to see” he said dropping his boxers to the floor and climbing in the shower. “God please give me time to turn away!” I cringed, pretending to be disgusted “Awe little Mia hasn’t seen one before,” Jacob cooed, turning on the shower before stepping in.
    “Anyways, the parents are going to the Lobster Inn tonight, care to take the boat out with me?” he asked, snapping open the bottle of shampoo. “Of course” I grinned a little too widely- thank God he couldn’t see. It was just that I was excited, even if it meant nothing… to him. Isn’t that how it always was? The girl likes the best friend but the best friend never likes her back? The stupid clich"é" life that just happens to be my reality.