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By Lillith Thursday
Pairing: Zack Baker/Brian Haner
summer proves to mean a lot more than just puppy love for two teenage boys.
This work of fiction has never happened. I mean no harm.
It's been many years since I had that trip with my family to Paradise Cove. It was the summer that I
first met Brian Haner, the boy, well man now, that I fell in love with on the sandy beach there. It
still astounds me that I can remember every little feature about him. The way his chocolate colored
eyes sparkled in the sun, the way his skin was so bronze compared to my pasty complexion, but most
of all, I still can't get that smirk of his out of my head.
Everything started a couple of days after my family arrived. Matt was bugging the living hell out of
me to go swimming with him but I just wasn't up for watching him splash me with water. I wanted
someone more my age to hang out with. Little did I know that my prince charming was waiting for me
just a few beach houses down. Apparently my parents been in town shopping for groceries when they
were stopped by our beach front neighbors and had a little chit-chat to say they least.
The idea of their sons hanging out together sounded like a good idea considering I was whining and
bitching about not having someone to communicate with while we were there for two weeks. When Brian
came over later that afternoon. I was shocked to find such a cute guy on my doorstep wearing nothing
but black swim trunks and a tank top. He was the most gorgeous thing I had ever seen.
We became friends fairly quickly. He had a younger brother as well so that meant Matt would be out
of my hair. Brian went on and on the first day about how he had been coming to Paradise Cove since
he was around five years old and how much he loved the peace and quiet of it all despite being away
from his friends. We walked down the bank of land in front of our cabins and onto the warm, sandy
beach before we walked up onto the pier and casually made our way to the end of it, leaning over the
railing as we stared down at the sky blue hue of water.
The topic of girlfriends came up not too long after we were standing there. At first, I was a little
hesitant to tell him that I only liked guys, fearful that such a hot guy like Brian would beat the
shit out of me. I was shocked when all I got out of him was a smirk and: “Do your parents
know?” My eyebrows went up in confusion and by the look on Brian's face, I knew he would keep
pestering me until I said something. Of course, I told him that my parents weren't aware of my
attraction to boys and that they would probably kill me if they ever found out. I asked my new
friend the same thing but he just kept a straight face and motioned for me to follow him with a
flick of his hand.
There was a good reason why this place was called Paradise Cove. The scenery was breathtaking,
especially the cove itself. A few days later, Brian took me up the cliffside to the top of the cove.
The view we had from there was indescribable. It was then that the slightly older boy told me of the
rush of cliff diving. I was scared out of my mind but I never told Brian that. Within a few moments,
my brown eyed companion convinced me to jump with him. We stepped back away from the steep cliff a
few yards and before I realized what was going on, Brian took my hand and dragged me along, running
as fast as our legs would take us before there was nothing but air between us and we were free
falling to the water below us.
We both landed with a splash and as I resurfaced, I was gasping to catch my breath. Brian was
bobbing alongside me, laughing his ass off. I saw the actual cove up close once I caught my breath.
It had a large mouth and just enough of a slope for us to swim over and climb up into the wide
opening. The water seemed much bluer than it had been from the top of the cliff. As we sat down on
the smooth surface, I was dripping wet and shivering. Brian had noticed and wrapped his arm around
my shoulder before he leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. I finally understood why he just smirked
at me the day we met. The feeling was certainly mutual with me and so I turned my face to him and
closed my eyes, hoping he would kiss me on the lips. I was happy that I got my wish.
Being so young then, I didn't know how much in love I was with Brian until that heartbreaking day I
had to leave. I waited until the last day, right after we finished packing up our things to knock on
the door of the Haner's cabin to tell him. I reached for his hand once he opened the door and laced
his fingers with mine as I pulled him outside walked with him down to the end of the pier where we
first hung out. The emotion in my eyes was evident before I even told my boyfriend the horrible news
of me leaving. He cradled my face with his other hand and rubbed his thumb gently over my tear
stained cheek. “Zacky, it's okay.” He told me softly but I could tell he was trying to
hold back his tears as well. “I'll be here. Every summer. Just come back to me, okay?”
That's when he dropped my hand and headed back down the pier to his cabin, leaving me alone
with my thoughts as the sun sunk down over the horizon.
I had never felt so horrible in my life for doing that to Brian. I was too busy having fun with him
during that time to even ask for his phone number or address, or anything for that matter. I
deserved to be walked off on like that though I suppose. As much as my parents liked me having a new
friend over the summer, getting back home to our normal lives was more important. I hated them so
much for not letting me go back over and ask Brian for some way to keep in touch with him before we
left but it was too late.
It's now twelve years later and I find myself alone at Paradise Cove wondering if Brian is still
here like he said he would be. I feel like such an ass for ditching him for twelve years but money
has been tight since then. I was curious today and checked the registry for his name earlier today
but didn't find it sadly. Regardless, I still hope to find him if he really is here.
The sun is setting on my first day and it's looking to be a bad start to my search. The only thing I
feel can cheer me up even for just a little bit is the colors reflecting off the water at the pier.
I cast my arms over the end railing and sigh softly, looking straight out over the waves. I don't
notice when someone comes up the pier from behind me, making their way across from me and stare out
of the water as well. I turn my head to look at the person there he was, albeit longer hair and arms
covered in tattoos and a nose ring but still Brian Haner. I'm too surprised to say something at
first but then his name rolls off my tongue a second later. “Brian?”
The tan skinned man looks at me but furrows his eyebrows. Not only has Brian changed over the years
but so have I; lip pierced in snake bites, septum pierced, and tattooed as well. It took a second
for him to realize who I was but once he did, he walked straight over to me. “So you finally
decided to come back to me.” Brian said quietly, crossing his arms over his chest. It was
apparent that he hadn't forgotten about me either. “It's about time.”
I bit my lip nervously and looked at him with a pitiful look on my face. “I tried to come back
sooner but my parents wouldn't let me and when I moved out, I didn't have the money. I'm sorry,
Brian.” I told him honestly. Brian dropped his arms and stepped closer to me, his face inches
from mine like he used to do before he kissed me that summer. His expression told me he forgave me
because I was here now. “Race you to the cliff.” He said softly and I knew it was in a
playful tone. Brian smirked before popping a kiss to my pierced lips and took off in a sprint
towards the cliff, leaving me to follow behind. His laugh echoed through the air and at that moment,
I knew I got my second chance with him and this time, I won't make the same mistake I did twelve
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