Hayden's POV. It has been a few days since I talked to her last. I thought I was ready to let her go, but I thought wrong. I pined for her for years, and it wasn't easy to just give up on her. I think about her every day. I was sitting at the breakfast table with my family when my dad hit me with the news. The news I had been dreading since last year. "We are going on a family camping trip, and before you say something smartass, yes, it is required that you go since you are part of our family," dad said. "Yeah, whatever," I said. I didn't feel like I was part of the family some days. I felt like an outsider and they merely tolerated my existence. "Millie will also be joining us since she is practically family," mom said. Great, a four-day trip stuck watching the girl I love acting lovey-dovey with my brother. Just perfect. Now I don't want to go even more. Millie came up to me when I was packing up the car on the day of the tri

Hayden P.O.V. Just like every other camping trip, this was no different. Dad is making us take a long hike. On what planet is this fun? Good thing I work out regularly now, so this wasn't as hard as it used to be. But I would rather stay home and ride my bike all day. Or hang out with my friends. The only upside was that I got to be near Millie. She looked mighty cute with her hiking outfit. I was already ahead of the rest of the family. I looked back a few times to check on Millie, who was suffering the most. Sweat drenched her body and face. She was out of breath. Poor thing. I almost offered to give her a piggyback ride but stopped myself since it was Zack's job now. I was surprised Zack didn't slow down for his girlfriend. He just kept walking like it was a competition. Some gentleman. I made a mental note to scold him about it later. I decided to sit down and rest for a few minutes. Maybe let those two girls catch up. I saw Alison walking

Hayden's P. O. V. I watched Millie splashing around in the river with Alison. Mischievous thoughts circulated in my mind as I saw her looking completely defenseless. I know I said I'd keep my distance from her from now on, but this was too tempting. I've been teasing her since we were little, so why stop now? I swam behind her quietly. I kept my head underwater, so she didn't see me sneak up behind her. I was an excellent swimmer and I could swim without making splashing noises. I came up suddenly, then pushed her head under the water and let out an evil laugh. "HAYDEN!" Alison screamed as she saw the event unfold. Millie came up choking and spluttering water once her head was up. She glared at me and pushed me as I continued to laugh maniacally. Oh boy, she was furious and I think she was planning my murder already. "You asshole!" she said, still coughing. "Shit...are you okay?" I feigned concern but started to laugh again. "N

Hayden's P. O. V. She confessed to me. She actually told me she likes me. She had no idea how difficult it was for me to keep my cool. I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs to let everyone know how happy I was. And then tell her I loved her. She will finally be mine. Not Zack's or anyone else's. Mine. So why am I being a douche and not admitting my true feelings? It was for one reason only. I wanted to see if she thought I was worth the effort. I wanted her to show me she meant everything she said, and I was the one she wanted. I couldn't open my heart to her just yet. Because if she breaks it, I wouldn't be able to take it. But I couldn't let her off the hook without a kiss. So I pressed my lips on hers and poured all of my feelings into it. I wanted to devour her lips. I laughed as she threatened to make me hers. I'm already yours, silly girl, I thought to myself. I've always been yours. You just never realized it.

Hayden's P. O. V. After we got back home, I felt lonely because I hadn't seen Millie since. She must've been too busy to even hang out with Alison. I hope she isn't thinking about giving up on me already. Don't make me break into your room again, Millie, I thought. I decided to go for a ride. It was starting to feel a little stuffy inside the house, so I needed some fresh air. So I got my motorcycle out of the shed and prepared for a nice long ride to the mountains. "Can I come with you?" I was startled and turned around to see her standing there. It's like I somehow summoned her with my thoughts. "You want to go for a ride with me?" I asked. I was surprised. All these years of us being friends, she never asked me for a ride. In fact, I offered to take her for a joyride many times before, but she refused every time. No thanks, I don't want to die, she had said. "Do you really want to?" I asked again just to be sur