I went out to the beach. Funny enough I knew exactly where he would be. The spot by the rocks where we would warm up in the sun after our surf.
I saw him long before I reached him. He sat there the back against the rocks, smoking, looking out to the ocean, when I approached him he gave me a short glance saying "Finally" and gazed back out to the water.

Alan often said weird things so I didn't think long about his comment. He was lifting one arm to motion for me to snuck under it and when I did he lowered it around my shoulders, placing his hand on my waist.

He offered me a hit and I took it then handed the joint back to him.
We sat there in silence for a while.

How do you tell your best friend that your feelings towards him have changed? How do you start such a conversation if you have no idea how the other feels about it?

"Guess what" he suddenly said."I met Zooey Deschanel last night in this club Austin and I went."

"Oh, that must have been a dream come true" I knew he had a huge crush on the actress.

"Yeah, she gave me her number." He grinned.

"She probably heard you talk about her in your interviews, I mean you didn't really keep your crush a secret" I couldn't help that my voice started shaking.

I decided that it was all a mistake and tried to get up. "Look Alan, I have to go."

He gripped my wrist pulling me down again "Stop running away from things Easy, let me finish, she wasn't as nice as I thought"

I tried to shake off his hand. "Hey come on, it was just a payback for having to watch you fucking Alex Gaskarth all the time." He argued.

But he had set me off already."I am not even talking about all the girls you were having since I've known you! But how do you think I feel, having to compete against this super celebrity, Zooey is beautiful, she is talented, she is successful, she even has a fucking cool name, all the things I am not and I have not.
You even have a fucking poster of her in your bunk. I bet she is on your lock screen as well."

He sighs and pulls out his phone and shows it to me. There is a black and white picture of a fair haired girl from the side wearing only underwear sipping on a bottle of champagne. This would get a ton load of notes on tumblr but that girl is me, and that was in Vegas, I wasn't even aware he had taken pictures that day. I am still mad but I have to smile. "Shit, that's a really good picture, Alan"

"So where is your picture of me?" Alan asks sounding sad.
I sigh as well and take out my car keys, the keychain shows a picture with Alan and me sharing an ice cream cone that I had dipped in his face and I was just about to lick the ice off his nose. Austin had taken it after we went out surfing one day.
Now Alan has to smile "that is a fucking stupid picture, Easy"

"I know, but it was an awesome day that I wanted to remember."

"So..." I don't know how to go on and my eyes flicker from his face down to his hand to check something. He notices, god he always knows what I'm thinking this could get difficult at some point! But now he just raises his hand spreading his fingers showing me that he still wears our ring. I put my hand on top of it and he smiles at the sight of mine.

"So why did you say 'finally' before, it wasn't like you knew I would come, was it?" The thought just popped back into my mind.

"No, I didn't know you'd come but I hoped you would, I realised I could not try and catch you or I would chase you away, so I had to wait until you figured out what you wanted and came looking for me. That's what the hunter does when he wants to catch a wild cat." He smiled obviously proud of his huntsmen skills.

"That is the stupidest plan I have ever heard of." I shake my head. Just then something else crossed my mind that we had never talked about. "Alan, I didn't tell you that before but I am not really a cat person. I love dogs!" I say apologetic.

He looks at me with eyebrows raised his lips slightly parted in the tiniest smile then pulls me closer. "Don't you worry, we can get a puppy."

Alan is not a man of great words but I knew and understood that this was his way of telling me that from now on there would be a 'We'. He wanted us to be together and in this moment I felt like coming home from a long and dangerous journey to someone that I knew so well.

Still some things were new between us, so I slid my hand under his shirt and my fingers went on a trip to explore the surface of an unknown landscape. I felt him shiver under my touch.

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