Never Say Never!

"gírlѕ juѕt wαnnα hαvє ѕun!"~~~♡ I drug another box of crap over to the side by the wall near the main living room entrance. Wilbur was already napping over on the couch which had a tarp covering it. My iPhone rings in my pocket. I set the box on top of another box. Mother. I sigh. I sit down next to Willy on the couch. I blow my long bangs out of my face. "Mother I am really busy. I do not have time to talk" I mutter. "Are you sure you really want to make that old beach home your first home? That house needs so much work. And you are one-person Emma" mother argues with me. Again, for the millionth time that day. I was twenty years old now. But she still had yet to cut off the cord. "Mother we went over this. I want this house. When all the work is finished here you will be grateful that I kept this place in the family. Willy already made himself right at home. Didn't you Willy?" I coo over at my dog as I ruffle up his ear. He yawns, and his long little pink tongue sticks out. I hear mother grumbling. "I am telling you Emelyn. There is so much more work that you are not aware of" she warns me. "Mom come on. I am not a teen. I can handle this. I always wanted this house" I protest to her. I knew why she did not want me around this area. It was pretty clear. Conner Archer. My first summer love. My first ever boyfriend. And my first love. Also, my first heartache. I was not even sure Conner stayed around after he graduated high school. I had not saw him. Not that I had been looking for him. It took me a good year or two to get over that break up. We had been so close over the summer. I had been so sure that he had been in love with me to. But I was so wrong. "Mom I have put up aunt Rita's stuff for an estate sale. And then all the money that I make off her things I can pour that into this house" I tell mother. "You are not going to make a thing off all that old garbage. Wait and see. I can't tell you a thing Emma. You will learn. The hard way" mother argues before she hangs up on me. •♡•♡•♡•♡• I sigh. She had to in-vision what I was seeing. With a little paint and elbow grease this place could be really great. Besides that, mother did not like the fact that I moved all the way from Michigan. She would just have to get over herself. This was my life. I could do what I wanted with it. I always had my heart set on this place. And living in this town one day. My aunt knew how much I loved this place. It once had been my grandmothers. Then when she passed away my aunt had it. Then my aunt had died of colon cancer last March. She left me this place in her will. And I would take great care of this place. It was a treasure. Someone knocked on my door. I dust off my hands to go see who was there. It was not the mailman. It was a Sunday. I did not know many people in this town like I used to when I was a teen. I unlock the door and swing it open. I nearly gasp as Wilbur tries to rush past my legs and get outside. A guy grabs Willy for me first. "Gotcha! You are a fast one!" the guy laughs as he has Wilbur in his arms. Wilbur wags his tail happily. "Wilbur you are such a bad boy!" I exclaim as I go to take him from the guy. When the guy turns, I get a good look at his handsome features. "Conner...." I breath in softly as our eyes finally meet. •♡•♡•♡•♡• He looks as stunned to see me as I was to see him. My heart flutters. His red hair was perfect on top of his head. He was looking more like a man then the teen I knew a few summer's ago. He filled out that light blue American Eagle shirt like a man. Our eyes lock on one another. A smile spreads on his face. A happy twinkle shines in his eyes. "So, you are here to help sell Rita's place?" he asks me. I hold Wilbur at my side. A nervous giddiness fills me like jelly in a donut. "Oh no. I am the proud new owner of this place" I tell him. "She left me this place" "Really? Wow. So, you will be visiting here in the summers?" he asks me. I take in a deep breath. "No, I am going to be living here. I moved here" I announce to him. "You still live next door?" I question him. "Kind of. I had issues with my last roommate. She kicked me out. So back with mom. For now," he chuckles. He grins. I feel my cheeks flame up hearing about him living with some other girl. What did I expect for him to be wistfully waiting for me to return one day?? "What are you doing here anyway?" I ask him. Feeling flustered "did you need something?" I wonder. He hands me keys. "These were the keys to the bookstore. The lawyer stopped by the other day to see if someone was here. He asked if we could make sure the new owner gets them" he tells me as he holds out a set of keys. The keys land in my hand as I hold a shaky hand out to him. He smiles. "Well I better get going. See you around okay?" he asks me. I nod. "Sure, I am sure we will at some point" I ramble out. I watch him walk away. I rush back inside. I shut the door. I let Wilbur down. I sigh as I fall down the floor. Covering my head with my hands. "No Em. You do not need to get under Conner again when you could not get over him. Stay far far away from Conner Archer" I pep talk myself. God why did he have to look so good. Why couldn't he have an unmanageable haircut. Or have acne from working at a burger joint? Why me? Living right next door from me. Hell... I could not stay away from him when I was a nerdy awkward teen girl. Now I knew this was going to be hard for me. Getting over a man that I once loved. I could not allow him to break my heart all over again. •♡•♡•♡•♡• "Conner, I sure am going to miss you. Promise me you will write me. And call me" I beg him. He held me in his arms as we watch the ocean. He had been really quiet all night. "I knew you were going away. But Em, I long distance things never work out" he says softly behind me. My heart sinks. I knew where this was going. "Conner we can make this work. The year will go by so fast. And then I will return next summer. We can make this happen. Conner, we get along so well. We just click" I tell him as I turn to face him. "This is not the end of us" I promise him. "Conner, there is something I wanted to tell you. I am a little nervous to tell you" I say to him. I lean in kissing him. "Tell me" he says after the kiss was over. "I love you Conner. I never have said that to anyone in my life. God I was nervous to tell you that. But I feel great telling you that! I mean every word. I love you" I promise him. "I will be calling you every night. Writing once a week. We can make this work" I tell him with hope. "Only I don't love you" he answers as his jaw tenses up. I glance up at him feeling so confused. I did not understand. "Conner no. I know you are worried we will not work out. And that I will meet someone back home..." "I do not love you Em. I am sorry. This was only a summer fling" he says sternly to me as his hands rest on my shoulders. He looks so serious as he glances sadly my way. "You do not mean that" I mutter as I hold tears back. "I mean what I say. I am sorry. I don't love you that way. I am sorry" he repeats to me. Tears shine in my eyes. I shake my head and move away from him. I run away. I hear him calling my name. But I ignore it. •♡•♡•♡•♡• That was the last time I saw Conner until today. "Wilbur he will never get the chance to break my heart again. No matter how hot he has gotten" I tell Wilbur as I walk him near the same spot on the beach that Conner had broken my heart at. Tears water in my eyes as I allowed myself to think back on the painful memory. I felt so close to Conner. We had been more than best friends. I came so close to losing my virginity to that man. And I came to find that party boy did not love me the way I loved him. I was nothing more than a summer fling to him. He had meant more to me. And I was over it. I had to remind my heart that. "Come on Willy, let's go home" I talk to Wilbur. I head back to the beach house. It was a perfect night for a walk. The moon shimmered on the waters. I always loved walks on the beach. Night or day. I feed Wilbur some dinner when we get inside the house. I head up to my old bedroom that I used to stay in when I stayed here. I could not bare to stay in my aunt's old room. Though that room was ten times bigger than this room. I lift the shade up on the old window after turning on the light in the room. It was not to muggy hot yet there. I could have the window open and the fan on. I glance over wondering if Conner's room was the same room right across from this one. I see him through the window. He was taking off his shirt. My heart sticks in my throat as I can see every muscle ripple out before me. My mouth began to water even. Damn. "Look away Em girl" I warn myself. "Look away" I mutter. I was like a deer stuck in head lights. I could not tare my gaze away from Conner. He suddenly turns around because he can hear Wilbur biting on his little squeaker toy while laying on my bed. Our eyes meet. A blush flames in my whole face. He shoots me a cocky grin. He waves at me. I do not wave back. I rush over to the window. I snap the blinds back down. Then it snaps back up. Damn old blinds. Conner is chuckling at me. I fume inside. I force the blinds back down. "Note to self. Get an air conditioner" I mutter as I walk away from the window feeling humiliated inside. •♡•♡•♡•♡•♡•♡•♡•♡•♡•♡•♡•