He and Simon pack up the truck together.

Since we were waiting for Amy to wash up, Simon and I decided to grab what was left of our bags and load up the truck.

"Just so we're clear," he said as we loaded the last of the bags, "I didn't see too much of what happened between you and Amy. Once I had an idea of what was going on, I sort of took a step back. I dunno... that sort of thing is just... private, I guess."

"Well... thanks, man," I replied, feeling a bit awkward about the whole thing.

"That being said, go you, man."

I couldn't help but laugh with him when he said this, and he waited until we were done before he continued, "But seriously, I'm glad things worked out."

"Me too."

It was kind of funny how things worked out between the Simon and I. We'd been in entirely different social groups the last few years, but every since he started seeing Stephanie, we'd gotten pretty tight. It was actually really good to have a guy friend that I could hang out with and talk about things that felt... I guess different when talking about it with the girls. Someone might call that sexist, but it was different when talking to another guy about things. Not that there was anything wrong with my friends in AV club, but they were a bit more reserved than Simon was. He was someone that I could talk with openly and with confidence, and I knew he felt the same way.

"So are you guys serious, or..."

I chuckled again before replying, "No, no. You know how Amy is. She isn't one to settle for one person. I think we're in some kind of 'friends-with-benefits' kind of deal."

"Good for you, man," he said before sighing and shaking his head. "At least one of us is getting some action."

I knew that he was referring to the fact that Stephanie was asking him to wait for prom before they had sex, and I was once-again burdened with the guilt of knowing it was because of me. For what reason, I don't know, because she made it clear that she wanted to be with him instead of me. I couldn't help but be annoyed with her for leaving me hanging, not only by literally leaving me for Simon but for leaving me with the guilt I was currently feeling.

"She'll come around," I said, for no other reason than to just say something. "Besides, don't you think she's worth the wait?"

"I don't know, man. Sometimes... sometimes it feels like there's something else holding her back. Like she's... holding onto something, you know? It makes me wonder if there's something wrong with me. Or... or maybe us."

I cannot begin to describe how lousy I felt in that moment. On the one hand, I'd be lying if I said that I didn't still have feelings for Stephanie. That being said, Simon was now my friend, and a good friend, and I felt like shit listening to him agonize over this.

I could tell him the truth; tell him about the few weeks that Stephanie and I were... something more than platonic. Then again, it might cause a rift that could make our whole vacation super-awkward.

Even still, didn't he deserve to know the truth?