Tears run down my face as my brain flicks through all the memories of me and him. My headphones are on my ears playing I love the night, the rock song Georgie showed to me when we first became friends. I cry harder. I cry and cry until my eyes are red raw and then my mind finally picks a memory.

I stare across the pool. Georgie managed to steal the pool keys by some miracle and everyone else apart from us has left. The lights are turned off and it’s around 11ish at night. The only light is coming from the windows around the room. I feel exposed and safe at the same time.

Georgie’s already in the pool. It was his idea in the first place. My towel is wrapped tightly around my body.

“It’s getting cold in here without you” he says with a smile. I return a smaller smile. “C’mon babe, don’t you trust me?”

“Of course I do” the sixteen year old boy in front of me has been my best friend for years, and my boyfriend for 1 year. Of course I trust him.

I drop the towel, and clamber down into the cold water with him. This is the first time I’ve ever worn this very revealing bikini. I float over to him and he greets me with open arms. My arms rest on his bare chest.

“Why don’t you wear that bikini more often?” He whispers.

“Because I don’t really want over half of my cheeks on display” I answer simply.

“I do though” he says, grinning.

His cute, brown mullet isn’t wet yet. Yet.

I push myself out of his arms and dunk his head into the water before he knows what’s happening.

“You little” he says when his head is back above water.

“Language, Cooper” I laugh before swimming away.

Eventually he traps me in the corner of the pool. I turn around accepting defeat.

Our eyes meet and we both smile. I love this kid.

Georgie’s eyes meet with mine and he swings his arm around, grabbing both my hands with only one of his and lifts them up above my head. At first I think he’s going to tickle me, but he doesn’t. Instead he puts his other hand on my waist and kisses me hard against the wall of the pool. His body is pressed against mine. We stay like this for a few seconds before he pulls away.

“I love you Els, did you know that?”

“Of course I do Georgie, of course I do”

If only he could’ve stayed true to himself, I thought as I sink further down into tears.