"Hurry..get in!" i impatiently whispered to the tall, slender figure standing at my car door. "Ok..ok..," he chuckled lowly, as he slid into the cushiony vinyl seats of my '98 red Accura Integra. As soon as his passenger door shut i pulled away from the curb, laying infront of his three-story suburban house. We both fell into a huge fit of laughter as i drove forward into the black velvety night. i sighed deeply and regained control of my composure, "How many nights have we snuck away like this, Tay?" He looked at me and smirked, "I dunno..but you think our parents would catch on by now!" i only smiled and nodded my head in agreement, thinking about all the conversations and dream-sharing moments we had both given to each other on similar nights like this.
The term best friend didn't begin to describe him or our relationship. i never felt more at ease, more completely comfortable with anyone in my whole life. He was almost like my security blanket, he knew me better than i knew myself. i never worried about anything when i was with him. He was like the other part of my soul that spoke directly to my heart, telling it how to feel, how to react. Sometimes, when we were together in moments like this, it felt eerie. Almost like we were one person, one being, holding and supporting each other's weaknesses, making the other a better person. i sometimes compared ourselves to a dream or to a child's snow-globe. A state of mind, that no one else understood, comprehended, or could even touch. Unbreakable by the hands of time and unyielding from the cherished bonds of love.
As the pages of years gone on before turned through my memories, i heard distant echo's of children laughing, gleeful and innocently. i saw an awkward, gangly youth develop into the strong, vigorous young man, full of the hunger for life and the chance to live it. He was so tenacious and proud, yet i knew him to be compassionate, even doting. i remembered the tiny, insecure, frail child that i was-- until he stepped into my life and began to weave the magic spell of charm he held over me still to that day. i suddenly felt the presence of his ice blue eyes washing over my face, trying to penetrate my thoughts and share them with me.
"Hey.... don't go into one of those sappy moods of yours on me! You know i can't handle it," he teased with a sarcastic grin plastered on his mouth. "i'm only warning you now, cause you know what i'm prepared to do if this mood doesn't lighten," he warned. "Taylor, don't! Don't you dare..not while i'm driving!!" Mischief filled his expression and he raised his fingers slowly, reaching toward my ribs. "Oh yes! i have to...it's a given...you've forced me to use pure torture!" "TAYLOR!!" i screamed and swerved on the silent road ahead of me, trying to avoiding his hands that threatened to make me loose control of all physical ability. "HEY...watch the road there Evil Kneivel!" he broke out laughing. i grunted in disapproval of his attempt at the joke, "Well, keep your hands to yourself and nobody here gets hurt!" He raised his arms in surrender, "Ok..ok..i give, wouldn't want you to do anything drastic there!"
We both laughed at our childish argument. As i pulled up to the area we both deemed worthy to be called "our special place", we grew silent again. i put the car in park, flipped off the headlights, and turned off it's humming engine. We stepped out of the car and looked at each other, both sizing the other one up. As our footsteps began to quicken infront of the car, i couldn't resist the smile that found it's way to the corners of my mouth. We suddenly broke out into a fierce run. Taylor grabbed the back of my shirt collar, causing me to stumble backward. "YOU LITTLE CHEAT!" i cried. He only laughed and began running faster, toward the tiny wooden swing resting beside the tranquil pond.
He threw himself down on the seat of the swing, laughing to mock me. "HA-HA....you're just a looser again!" "Only cause....... you....... totally cheated!" i protested breathlessly, finally reaching his side. "Hey...now..if you're guible enough to believe i'd play fair, then you deserved what you got!" he teased. i could make him give in and i knew it. Too be honest with myself, i knew he was aware of it also. But i decided to prove my point to myself and play my little game. i crossed my arms on my chest and proceeded to pout, "That's so not fair, Tay! Now, where am i suppose to sit?" i was almost whining.
"Ok...ok..fine you little brat," he crinkled his brow and patted his thigh, "come here!" i clapped my hands in the triumph of victory and rushed over to him. "Awww..you're just too good to me!" sarcasm filled my voice, even though i really didn't care. i grasped the metal chains that held the seat, suspending us in the air and pushed myself back onto his lap. Not quite sure why, we both were soon giggling and snickering. As the chirping crickets took over the conversation, i laid back against his brawn chest, taking in the crisp night air. i sat there for a long while, just watching the luminous moon dancing on the pond's surface. The wind was playing in the leaves of the trees, as a fish would occasionally find it's way to break the surface of the water.
Almost every Saturday night for the past 8 years had belonged to us in this same spot. The squeaking swing, the chattering crickets, even the wind whispering her tune to us was all too familiar. i began to kick my feet to signal to Taylor i wanted him to swing us. I would have done it myself, but my feet were no where near ground. So, Taylor began to push against the soft grass with his right foot. We began to sway back and forth, the air forcefully blowing back strands of our hair. As i clutched the metal chains tighter in my grip. Taylor wrapped his long, sinewy arms around the chains and laid his hands on my waist, holding me onto him and the swing.
As he began to slow us down, i rested my head back against the front of his shoulder, again. i took a deep breath, filling my lungs with the sweet, warm essence of the trees and plants surrounding us. i wondered what time it was. "Had time stopped all together?" i decided it had for us. i raised my hand behind my head and twirled a few strands of Taylor's golden locks around my fingers. i sometimes wondered if his hair was softer than mine. i chuckled softly pondering this thought. His fingers tightened on my hips, "Hey, what's so funny?" i gave his hair a little tug, "Nothing!" Taylor began digging is finger tips in my ribs, "Don't 'nothin' me!" i grabbed his hands and pushed them away, laughing and kicking. "Stop!!!" He calmly placed his hands back on my hips still laughing in a low tone, "Ok...ok...i quit!" "Good! i guess you know what's best for you!" i teased him, letting a tiny smirk escape my lips.
He only laughed at my "tough act", and gave me a squeeze. i relaxed my body once more, and scooted myself close to him on his lap. i inched my legs back one hip at a time, until i had returned to my original position. Forgetting about our obvious physical differences, the one that separated us sexually, i guessed i had accidentally rubbed against him several times. i felt him struggle beneath me. Not fully realizing what was causing his discomfort, i slapped his thigh, "Tay, sit still. You're gonna dump me out on the ground!" i left my hand on his upper thigh, only to balance myself against him. Obeying my command, Taylor ceased his shifting. Laying my head against his neck, i suddenly felt something hard and erect pushing up into the back of my thigh. And i actually thought i heard him moan lowly. i quickly realized what had happened, and jumped up.