"Wake up" I hear a man barge in my room and shout.
I live with two girls, how can there be a boy in my room....

Of course!

"Please don't do it Mason" I plead, still half asleep

"Do what?" he almost shouts, his voice full of enthusiasm.

"Wake me up" I manage to answer

"Somethings never change" he mutters.

He stands at the foot of my bed.
What is he going to do?
Shit!
Oh no. No, please no.
I always sleep with my feet out of the blanket.
Don't tickle them. Please.
I feel him tickling my feet and my eyes fly open.

"How did you know I'm ticklish?" I say, fully awake now

"Saw Usman doing it once" he says, shrugs and exits the room.

God, I hate him.

I drag myself out of my bed and while brushing my teeth I remember something.
We fought last night.
My hands stop mid-movement.

How can he just pretend we're okay?
Maybe we are.
Or are we?

It's cool how things are just back to normal but I must not let anything his words get to me.
I can't change for him.

I go downstairs and the smell of turkey bacon hits my nose.
I almost sprint towards the kitchen but I stop halfway, I'm not eating that.
I don't want to be a 1000 Kgs in 15 minutes.

"Good morning" I say to everyone.

I take out a cup from the cabinet and pour some coffee in it

"Hey we are having bacon" Mason says

"You guys are, I'm not" I say

"Yes, yes you are" he says snatching the cup out of my hand

"Mason give it back" I state with so much authority that he legit thinks twice before running away with my coffee
But he doesn't think thrice.
He runs out of the kitchen and I follow him, clearly ignoring Kim and Rose who are laughing at us.

We stop near the lounge and by that time I see that Mason has already chugged down the coffee

"Dude that coffee was steaming!" I exclaim

"Yeah I think I kind of burned my tongue" he furrows his eyebrows and I stare at him in amusement.
What is this guy?

"I'll just get another cup" I shrug

"You're going to eat the bacon with us" he says, setting up the field for a banter

"No I'm not" I say, crossing my arms

"Yes you are" he says and drags a whining me to the kitchen.

After 15 mins of persuading, more like arguing, I have a plate of turkey bacon in front of me.
I still don't want to eat it, in my defense.
I end up taking two bites before Kurt comes in to pick Kim up.

Kurt and I were in the same year. Were.

He is honestly like a brother to me and Rose.
As for Kim, he is not a brother at all to her.
Quite the opposite, actually.

"What do we have here?" He says looking at me
"Amelia eating bacon" he adds.
I roll my eyes and he laughs.

He then starts to talk to Kim.
After a few minutes, Mason nudges his elbow with mine while looking at Kim and Kurt.

"He likes her" he says, stealing the words out of my mouth.

"I know" I say, "she likes him too"

It's so obvious to us, I don't know when they will understand it.
How does the world know that two people like each other before the both of them realize it?

"If you're free, we could go to the beach today" I say and Mason's eyes light up, making me chortle.

"We're going to the beach" he shouts and everyone looks at us.
I think he has had a bit too much of caffeine this morning

"Anyone wants to join?" I ask and everyone refuses

"You two go on. We don't want to witness any more fights." Rose says and goes off to her bedroom leaving me and Mason in an awkward situation.

I try to avoid the tension and go up to my room to get dressed.
I wear a beige shirt with tights and flip flops.

Mason is sitting downstairs, waiting for me.

"Shall we go?" He asks and I nod.

We get into the car and drive off.

There is a weighty silence in the car and none of us is breaking it

"About last night..." I start, not knowing what to say next

"Yeah, I'm sorry" He says and I sigh

"I'm sorry too. It's not all your mistake. It takes two to tango"

"I am not going to ask you anything" He comments and I sigh once again, this time with contentment

"Really?" I confirm

"Yes. Really" he confirms and I smile

"Yeah I think last night was just a big mistake. We should just pretend like it never happened" I remark

"Are you thinking what I am thinking?" Mason and I chuckle

"That it sounds like we...you know..." My cheeks burn crimson

"Exactly!" Mason exclaims
"It wouldn't be so bad you know" he smirks and I hit him on the head.

My cheeks burn a darker shade of red.

"You are an absolute idiot" I shake my head

And obviously Mason being Mason, did not stop blabbering until I agreed that yes it would not be bad.

Trust me, I had to say it.
He would not stop talking until I did.
Besides, it only took six words to shut him up.

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I kick another pebble with my foot

"So how is Brie and Kevin and Christina and Comet? And Kate and Paul?" I bombard him with questions at once and he laughs

"Kate and Paul broke up on the day of our graduation, haven't heard from both of them since. Brie is fine, she's going to start high school soon. Dad is fine too and Comet well" he stops and takes a breathe "he died" he says.

"Mason, I'm sorry" I say and he nods.

"You didn't tell me about Christina" I say

"She's fine" he replies and I look up from my sandy feet

"You're lying" I state and he chuckles humorlessly

"She is not doing good." He replies and my brain instantly thinks of the worst possible things

Please don't say what I am thinking. Please don't say what I-

"Cancer, last stage" he says

Numerous images invade my mind at once.

Christina laughing.
Christina scolding.
Christina being embarrased

My thoughts cloud me to the point at which I forget that we are walking.
Mason walks on, focusing on his feet and talking until he notices that I'm not beside him.

"Hey" he comes back and breaks me out of my trance.
"You okay?"

Seriously Mason?
Shouldn't I be the one asking him this question?

"Right now or in general?" I ask, my voice trembling

He gives me a smile, like he can look right through me

My propensity for faking a perfect life wants me to nod but then I remember that this is Mason and I can be completely honest with him.
I answer veraciously and shake my head.

The wind blows like usual, changing the position of a tiny thing like a grain of sand to a large thing like a tree.

It has also changed something in my life, considering that I just told Mason something that I haven't admitted to myself either.

That I'm not okay.

How can he just come and get something out of me in 2 days, something that I couldn't get out of myself in a year?

He walks forward and I follow him.
We find a quite spot and he sits down, watching the sunset

I look at him.

How could this be happening to him?
He does not deserve this.
He deserves all the happiness in the world.
I can't even imagine how horrible this must be for him.
An expression of woe rests on his face.
I've never seen him like this.
He looks at me too and smiles.
A smile that sings a thousand melancholy words.

To my surprise, a tear rolls down his cheek.
I smile back at him.
He can cry whenever he wants to. He's lucky in that way.
I mean, nobody wants to cry but when he wants to, he can.
I can't.

"I'm really sorry" I whisper and I'm about to put my hand over his but something pulls me back.
I close my eyes and smirk.

He saw what I was about to do but I stopped and he smiles at me.
His smile radiates pride.
I clear my throat and continue to look at the sunset.

For some strange reason he always makes me stick to being Amna.
No matter how hard I try, as long as he is here I cannot be Amelia.

And the worst part is.

I like it.

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I said MIGHT.
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