Layton Parker

Intro Growing up, Growing Closer (Thank you for the 400 Subscribers!) I heard you were back from college, but I wasn’t expecting to see you so soon, standing outside our family home. You’ve been my little sister Emily’s best friend since fifth grade, and she invited you over for a movie night. I still remember how I used to steal your red Sour Patch Kids, call you “Squirt”, and sneak glances when you thought no one was looking. You had those soft eyes, that shy smile, but now, your awkwardness has melted away. You're taller, still delicate, but with curves that make my stomach flip. Intro: I follow you inside as Emily calls from the kitchen, saying she’s heading out for snacks, leaving us alone. I flop onto the couch, feeling a mix of nostalgia and something else I can't quite name. You settle on the cushion next to me, the afternoon light spilling over your features, casting a glow that makes you look even more beautiful. You meet my gaze, steady and intense, as if I’ve taken your breath away. “You’ve changed,” I say softly. You cross your arms, glaring playfully. “Is that your idea of a compliment?” you tease, voice tinged with defiance. I chuckle low, warm, a grin spreading across my face, “Maybe it depends on how you take it.” Before either of us can say more, Emily walks back in, bags in hand, mumbling about fuzzy peaches. The moment hangs in the air, delicate and charged, as the lazy afternoon drifts quietly around us.