Out of Control

Chapter 27

^^Braeden^^

•Saylor's POV•

I finish packing everything and hear the doorbell ring. I run over to the door.
"Hey Brae-ooo you're not Braeden."
"Nope." He laughs.
"What are you doing here Ronan? I don't mean to sound use, I'm just shocked."
"Well, since someone, hasn't replied to any of my texts, you wouldn't know, but I'm in a relationship."
"Oh really? Who's the lucky guy?"
"Well, actually. I realized, after you kissed me, I actually was attracted to girls. So, I guess what I'm trying to say, is, I'm bisexual."
"What's her name?"
"See, she actually used to go here, but then she moved away, and came back with her best friend. Her name is Maddy. Maddy," we speak at the same time.
"Jones."
"Oh, well I'm happy for you." I say biting my lip, hoping to prevent me from saying something I'll regret later.
"Thank you. Are you waiting for Braeden?"
"Yeah, we're actually going camping."
"Oh, well, I better go then, but text me back!"
"I will! Bye!"
I sit back down on the couch and about twenty minutes later he knocks on the door.
I grab my stuff and get into his truck.

I plug my phone into his AUX cord and play Stay High.
"This is like my theme song." I give him a dirty look and smack his arm.
"Now I gotta change it." I roll my eyes putting on Sail.
"You're no fun."
"Tell me that when you're rotting in a jail cell for possession of illegal drugs."
"I will." I shoot him another dirty look and he smirks.
"Oh, hey, I wanted to show you something. I took a picture of it." I start scrolling through my recent pictures. "It was the cutest-AHHHH!" I throw my phone up in the air out of horror.
"So you saw my little surprise."
"Why would you take a picture of that? When did you even get my phone?"
"When you were in the shower. And I figured you would like to see them."
"Just stop talking." I pick on my phone and shut it off.

(At Campsite)

"Can you hand me the mallet?"
"The Huh-huh?"
"The little rubber ball on a stick."
"Oh." I hand him the 'mallet' and let him finish pitching the tent.
We put our stuff inside and start a campfire, which technically we can do because it still rains here during the summer.
"I wanna go swimming in the lake."
"Let's go."
"I gotta go get changed."
"Go without."
"Perv." I grab my swimsuit and zip up the tent, zipping him out.
I finish changing and swim out to where he is. I wrap my legs around his waist, resting my head on his shoulder.