What a Lovely Trip

Ever since I was little, I would wake up super early if I was doing something exciting that day. Today just so happened to be one of those days, so I ended up waking around five. I spring out of bed and run straight to my bathroom to shower. When I say run, I actually mean fast walking, Alan Ashby does not run. While I was in the shower, I obnoxiously sang random songs that popped into my head. I was just so happy about today, I could finally see my friend Austin after what seems like forever, though it was probably only a week. We were planning on going up to his parents’ cabin, just the two of us. I felt butterflies in my stomach from the thought of him. Yeah, I have a crush on my straight best friend, sue me.

I quickly wash my hair and my body before turning off the water and climbing out. I wrap a towel around my waist and make my way back into my room. I drop the towel and pull on a pair of boxers then go to my closet to find some outfit. I always felt the need to impress Austin so I had to make myself look presentable. I just decide on an AC/DC tank top since I don’t have that many tops. After that, I slide into a pair of black skinny jeans that are torn up at the knees.

I decide to blow dry and straighten my hair so by the time I get done, I should be right on schedule. I finish all my other daily routines, then walk downstairs and got to my kitchen. I check the time on the way down to make sure I’m not late. Austin said he’d come to get me around seven, so I have a little less than an hour to relax. I already packed a bag the night before so I was good on that, and while I was getting ready, I collected all the other things I needed.

Waiting was never one of my favorite things to do, so I wasn’t surprised when I found myself calling Austin too ask if he was done a little early. I nervously bite my lip while it rings, it wasn’t even that long before he picked up, probably only three rings.

“Hey, Al,” I hear his deep voice and my heart flutters. Now is not the time to turn into a girl.

“Hey, Aus,” I greet back. “Are you almost ready?” I ask timidly.

I hear him chuckle on the other line as well as a door shut. “Yes, I’m almost ready, you eager little princess.”

I blush at the comment, really glad that he couldn’t see me right now. “S-Shut up. When will you be here?”

“Open your door and you’ll find out.” My eyes widen as I leap from the couch and swing open the door. Austin’s standing there with smirk still holding his phone to his ear. “Hey, Al, I’ll call you later. I have to hang out with some lame, short, ginger dude for the weekend.”

“Shut up, you big doofus.” I say as I stand on my toes to hug him. He chuckles and wraps his arms around my waist. I unhappily pull away after a few seconds and lead him into my house. When he lets go of my hand, it instantly feels cold and I frown. This is getting out of hand, I can only imagine how it will be this weekend when I’m stuck inside a cabin with him.

“So, Al, when do you want to leave?” He asks, sitting on a bar stool by the island in the kitchen. I shrug and lean on the island across from him so we were facing each other. He mocks me by exaggeratingly shrugging his shoulders as well making me pout. “Want to just leave now?” He asks and I nod.

“Just let me go get my stuff up stairs first.” I say and he gave me a thumbs up. I smile and go upstairs to grab my backpack. When I get back down, Austin is waiting by the door. I smile up at him and say, “Ready.”

Austin laughs and takes my bag from my arms. I raise an eyebrow and cross my arms over my chest. “Wouldn’t want you to pull a muscle now would we, princess?” I scowl and walk past him, swaying my hips sassily while doing so. I’m pretty sure I could fell his eyes staring at my ass, but that was probably my imagination. “You are so gay.” Austin says while opening the car door for me.

I scoff and climb into the passenger seat, he closes my door then walks to his side, and he climbs in and tosses my bag in the backseat. “Hey, I had fragile stuff in there!” I say in mock anger. Really, the closest to fragile thing I have in there is a straightener, I just felt like messing with him. Obviously, he knew that as well, and just ruffled my ginger hair.

Austin starts the car up and then we’re on our way. I mess with the radio and decide to put in one of our CD’s. I put in Restoring Force and smirk when I notice Austin smiling from beside me. “Damn, Al, you have shitty taste in music.” Austin comments while glancing at me.

“I found these in your car, they aren’t even mine.” I say in fake annoyance trying to hide a smile. For the most of the ride, we’re silent, just listening to music. Occasionally, we’d comment on random things we’d see but other than that we were quiet. It wasn’t awkward, it was just nice and peaceful. I took note of Austin and all the little things he’d do. I noticed the way he would grip the steering wheel a little tighter every time we came to a stop sign or light, the way his eyes never left the rode unless I moved any, or the way he silently sang along to the songs.

I guess my staring became a little noticeable because he started glancing at me more. I blush slightly and look out the window. If he asks, I’ll just blame it on the sun since it was kinda hot out. I look at the clock and see it’s around 8 now. I loll my head to the side and move so my feet were resting on the dashboard. Thank god, for being short legged. I feel my eye lids getting heavy and soon I’m off in dreamland.

I snap open my eyes and sit up more, only to see that we stopped at a gas station. I sigh and lean back in my seat and look out my window to see if I can find Austin. When I can’t I make the assumption that he went inside to pay or whatever. I close my eyes again only to be startled when I hear a loud yell and banging on the glass. I let out a girlish scream and look to see what made the noise. I see Austin standing there laughing his ass off, he’s bent over holding his knees trying to calm himself.
I unbuckle myself and get out of the car. Austin stands back up straight and puts a hand over his mouth to stifle the small chuckles that want to escape. I punch him in the shoulder, sadly, I wasn’t very strong so it did little effect on him and only fueled his laughter. I groan and shove him slightly. He looks at me with a raised eyebrow.

“So were pushing now, princess?” He asks with a glint in his eyes. He walks towards me as I walk backwards. He puts a hand on my chest and barely pushes me, but now I have my back up against the car. He puts his hands on either side of my head and leans in closer. My breath hitches as I can feel his on my lips. He leans in closer so our noses are touching ever so lightly. My face turns a deep pink and butterflies go crazy in my stomach. I close my eyes and I feel his lips brush up against mine but the feeling soon disappears.

I open my eyes to see Austin looking at me, his face still close to mine. “Alan,” he says.

“W-What?” I ask stuttering slightly.

“Alan,” he says again. He puts a hand on my shoulder and starts shaking me. I’m confused until I see him start to dissipate then I know exactly what’s going on. After a while you start to get used to things like these happening

I allow Austin to pull me out of my dream state. At first everything is blurry but I start to make things out. I see Austin standing next to me with my door open. His face is somewhat close to mine and I blush instantly. He backs away and then I notice the cabin.

I undo my seatbelt and get out of the car. I stumble somewhat but Austin catches me before I fall. I gasp at our closeness and look at him. He’s looking at me and bites his lip. Oh, how I wish I could take that lip of his and put it between my teeth. It looks like he contemplates something in his head before he smiles and stands me back up straight and ruffles my hair.
“Wouldn’t want you to get hurt already, Al.” He says as he goes to open the cabin door. I disappointingly sigh and follow him inside. We walk around the small cabin and I instantly feel at home. I love places that just have the homey feeling to them, it makes me feel all warm and cuddly inside. Wow, way to sound super gay, Alan.

I walk down the narrow hallway and look at the pictures on the wall. There mostly of Austin and his parents before his mom died. Austin was so cute when he was little. I’m not saying he isn’t cute now, I’m definitely not saying that. Austin is gorgeous, but back when he was younger, he was surely a cutie pie.

I continue walking down the hall until I get to the end, there’s a door on the right and left side. I choose the left one and open it. I frown when I see there’s nothing in there at all, just empty. I close that door and turn to the other one. When I open that one, I see a twin size bed, a wooden dresser, a closet, and a nightstand.

I’m surprised there wasn’t any other beds then the question pops into my mind. Where the hell are we going to sleep? There’s only one tiny ass bed and no couches. I ponder the thought as I feel a chest bump into mine from behind.

“Oh hey, Al, checking out the rooms I see?” I turn around and see Austin standing there with our bags.

“Yeah, um, Austin?” I ask walking further in the room and sitting on the bed. “Where are we going to sleep?”

“Did you see the other room? I’m pretty sure that room has a bed…” Austin trials pointing motioning his hand over his shoulder.

I shake my head, “There isn’t a bed in there.” I say and Austin’s eyes widen slightly. The realization washes over him.

“Shit! I forgot my dad came up here to get the bed for the guest room.” Austin wipes a hand over his face then looks at me. “I’ll think of something, but right now, let’s do something.” I beam at him as I feel excitement bubble up inside me. After that car ride, I’ve been dying to release some of this pent up energy. Austin smirks and raises an eyebrow.

“Want to go swimming?” He asks and I nod eagerly. I love swimming so much and it’s a definite bonus hat I get to see a shirtless Austin. He throws me my bag and I dig inside to grab my trunks as he does the same with his. Once I find mine I stand up and pull off my shirt but then I realize Austin is still in the room but when I look over at him I notice he’s done the same thing. I turn around so my back is to him and my face heats up. I slowly undo my pants and slide them down my legs. I fold them and set them next my bag, trying to take as much time as possible. I feel my blush intensify as I pull down my boxers this time though, I’m quick to put on my swim trunks.

I turn around just as Austin does the same. I couldn’t help but notice a light blush dusted on his cheeks. We both quietly exit the room and head towards the door, he Austin grabs us towels before we leave then we walk the path until we get to the water. Austin sets our stuff down then jogs over to the wooden dock and jumps off.

When he resurfaces, he flips water and hair out of his face. “C’mon, Al, the water is nice.” I walk towards the lake and touch my feet to the water. It’s cold but not too bad. I walk in until I can’t stand anymore, I see Austin wade towards me. He goes under water so I couldn’t see him, I know what he’s doing right away and I let out a small giggle. I feel him grab my leg and I couldn’t help but let out a small yelp. His hands grips my thighs and my breath hitches. He emerges right in front of me with a smirk on his face. His hands are no longer on my legs but my hips.

He moves closer to me so our chests are touching and his lips are ghosting over mine. My eyes meet his and I blush, butterflies fluttering around inside my stomach. I can’t help but close my eyes and wait in anticipation but it never happens. I feel a splash of water rush over me and I gasp. I move my hair out of my face and wipe the water from my eyes. I look over to see Austin smiling innocently at me. I growl and splash water towards him. We had a water fight and after that we just swam around. I pushed that almost kiss to the back of my mind and just had fun.

When we returned to the cabin it was around seven. I could feel my stomach growling and I could hear Austin’s. On the way back, we decided to have some sandwiches for dinner. We changed into our pajamas and such before making the food. While eating them we sat on the floor by the fire and let it dry us off. I run my finger through my hair to get all the tangles out while Austin watches clearly amused. I just scowl at him and continue my terrible struggle.

“Would you like some help?” He asks with a smile and I feel my heart flutter. I blush and turn my face towards the fire and shake my head no. Apparently Austin wasn’t happy with my answer because not even a second later he stood up to grab a brush from his bag then come and sit behind me. He runs it through my hair and I sigh contently. Secretly, I always loved when people played or did anything with my hair.

I had to control myself to not lay my head back on his shoulder or let out a moan when he tugged too hard on some pieces. When all the knots were out he just ran his fingers through it and massaged my scalp. I couldn’t help it anymore so I let my head anymore and rolled in back on Austin’s shoulder. I had my body right between his legs so his chest’s up against my back. I turn my head to look up at him only to find that his eyes were looking straight into mine. I turn myself so I could see his face clearly. I move to my knees and look him straight in the eyes. One of his hands move to my hips and grip tightly as I cup his face with mine. We both lean in at the same time and I swear my heart was exploding. I move my hands up so they tangled in his hair as the kiss grew hotter. His tongue licked my bottom lip so I granted him access. His tongue mapped at all my most sensitive areas so I was a moaning mess. I let out a whimper as he bit down on my lip.

He pulled away to catch his breath but only for a second before I pulled him to me again. It was sloppy but I could care less. I needed this so badly after all these years of being just friends with Austin watching date all of these women and not once batting an eye at me. This is what I crave, the closeness, the warmth of his mouth on mine, the way his hands will leave bruises on my hips if he keeps his grip tight like it is.

We both finally pull away panting, I can’t help but smile down at him. He smiles also and rubs his hands up my bare back. I lean down and peck his lips once more before I stand up. I hold out my hand for him to also stand up, he takes it and we both walk back to the room. I stand in front of the bed and play with my thumbs.

“Can we, um, sleep in the same bed?” I ask with a blush staining my cheeks. Austin smiles and pulls the covers back on the bed and climbs in, he pats the small spot next to him and I smile. I crawl into bed with him, he automatically wraps an arm around my waist and pulls me flush up against his chest. Our legs tangle as I move so my head rests in the crook of his neck. I really can’t imagine being anywhere else but here. I just hope Austin doesn’t regret this or the kiss tomorrow because right now this is the best place we could be in my mind.