Note: I think I wrote this last summer...? I just found it in a notebook that I forgot I had, so I'm typing it up now. I wrote it for a challenge (to write 15 fics about 15 different ships from the same fandom) which I never completed. The prompt was "friends first, lovers second."
When they were five, they pretended that the lightning bugs were fairies and wished to be swept away to a magical land.
When they were six, they rode their bikes around the neighborhood. Jude's training wheels came off too early and she fell and twisted her ankle. Jamie scraped his knee on purpose so she wouldn't feel so bad.
When they were eight, they locked themselves in Jude's bedroom and danced to the macarena all summer long.
When they were nine, they swore that the events of the previous summer had never happened.
When they were eleven, they pored through Stuart's record collection and memorized every lyric that Bob Dylan had ever written.
When they were twelve, Jamie helped Jude write her first song.
When they were fourteen (gawky and pubescent), an article in Seventeen magazine inspired her to kiss him without warning in her living room and then go back to reading like nothing had happened. He never forgot it.
When they were fifteen, she became a star.
When they were sixteen, they got matching tattoos and swore to stay best friends forever. A few months later, she broke his heart.
When they were seventeen, they went their separate ways romantically and, finally moving on, he found out how easy it was to forgive her.
When they were eighteen, she had an important decision to make.
When they woke up this morning, her warm skin against his bare chest, she looked into his eyes and smiled.
"You see? This is how it always should have been. This is how it always will be."
She kissed him and he squeezed her tight, hoping to god she was telling the truth. They'd gone too far to go back now.
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