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<span style="font-size: 26px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4da6">S</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff99cc">trawberry </span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4da6">C</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff99cc">rush</span></span>​</div><br/><br/>It was the first day of summer and Haley was hopelessly in love.<br/><br/>As cliché as it sounded,  she had fallen head-over-heels for the boy who lived across the street, for the boy she had been friends with since she was eight-years-old. Cain Matthews, the recipient of her one-sided affection, was the typical nice guy most girls often fell for—blue-eyed, funny, and kind. He was radiant when he smiled, and she found herself picturing his dimpled cheeks, his boyish grins, and the way his eyes would light up whenever he was excited.<br/><br/>He had been a soft and timid child once, one who had to be led by the hand to the playground, but time had been good to him. Now, Cain Matthews towered over her, all taut muscles and mesmerizing smiles. He exuded confidence, the friendly kind that drew her helplessly like a moth to a flame.<br/><br/>As they grew older, she and Cain remained good friends. Often, they would walk to school together. Sometimes, they would stop by each others' houses for movie nights or board games, but they were only ever friends. She wanted something more than that. This was something Haley had realized over a year ago, but she smothered her budding attraction and buried it deep inside her chest so he would never know.<br/><br/>The idea of telling Cain she wanted to more than friends was a frightening one, but things were different now. They had graduated high school, and in three months, he would be moving away to some far off University.<br/><br/>She had to tell him before the summer ended. She had to tell hopelessly oblivious Cain how she felt. Haley came to this conclusion a week ago, and this was the reason she was standing awkwardly outside the Matthews' household.<br/><br/>On normal days, the thought of seeing Cain made her swell with happiness. Today, however, was different. The feeling that ran through her... it was a sweet kind of misery. On the one hand, she would finally get this off her chest and weasel out an answer from him. On the other hand, she knew this would change their relationship. Whether for the better or the worst, she didn't quite know yet.<br/><br/>It was three in the afternoon and the subdivision streets were mostly empty. Her heart hammered inside her chest like a cage bird struggling to break free. Haley fidgeted with the hem of her<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.pinterest.com%2Fpin%2F308637380699160405%2F&amp;hash=5955f301923dd6b6413b4ae901748724" href="https://www.pinterest.com/pin/308637380699160405/" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">summer dress</a>. He'd complimented her once, when she wore it during a joint family outing.<br/><i><br/>
"You look really pretty in that dress, any guy would be lucky to have you Haley." </i>She still remembered the way he'd smiled at her after, and in the moment, she'd wanted nothing more than to hold his hand.<br/><br/>In a way, Cain had always been her first love.<br/><br/>Slowly, Haley circled around the house to peek in through the windows. It was dark inside and it didn't look like Cain was home. She bit down on her lip and considered texting him, but decided to wait instead. She was determined, she would tell him how she felt today.