30 July 2012
I think this wins the award for the longest TG ever!!! It took me all day to write, so enjoy it! <3
Warning: Strong sexual references :P
*Drew's POV* My head pounded constantly. It pounded so hard I could hear it in my ears. A soft, comfy duvet clung to my warm body, my head resting on a luxurious pillow. I stretched my arms out beside me, using my fingers to feel along the smooth golden fabric of the covers. I sat up straight, examining my surroundings. It was the bedroom we had been in yesterday, the bathroom we had dried off in to my left. The right led through to an upstairs living room. Sofas, a flat screen on the wall, and a coffee table. There was a balcony opposite me, the doors wide open, letting in a warm morning breeze. It washed over me like gentle waves, and I suddenly felt the urge to go to the beach - minus the headache :/. I continued to scan the room with my eyes. My suitcase sat on a long chair beside the balcony doors, my shoes kicked off lazily by the fireplace. Justin must have got the Ferrari keys from the pool. I flipped back the covers, and noticed I was still wearing nothing but his jacket. Aha. I couldn't be bothered to go through my case and try to find something to wear, so I slid out of bed and walked out of the room. Through the upstairs living room, and out onto the landing. Where was Justin? "Justin?" I called out, but wishing I hadn't afterwards, as it made my head hurt and the room spin. I breathed in deeply, squeezing my eyes shut and bringing my hand to my forehead. Argh. That hurt. I plodded down the stairs, each step hurting my head more than the last. I stepped into the doorway of the living room, seeing Justin spread out on the sofa, tapping away on his iPhone. "Yes! Die angry pigs!" he exclaimed, pumping his fist high in the air. That's so cute. I cleared my throat to let him know I was here. He looked up, immediately smiling at the sight of me. "Hi" I mumbled, giving him an awkward wave with my sleeve-covered hand. "Hey" he grinned, putting his phone down on the coffee table and coming over to me. He looked good today. He wore a white v-neck tee as well as white Supra trainers, grey jeans and a blue cap, tilting upwards so you could still see his perfectly spiked hair. I stood in front of him in a casual black drawstring jacket, creased and worn from sleep. I immediately felt underdressed - in more ways than one. "My head hurts" I mumbled, placing my hand on my still thumping head. "I don't doubt that. One beer and you were totally wasted" he chuckled, taking my hand and gently tugging it away from my head. I furrowed my brow and squinted at the blinding light hitting my eyes. I groaned at the ache, and buried my head in Justin's shoulder. "I'm guessing you don't want to do much today" he laughed lightly, hugging me around the waist. Well that wasn't totally true. I still felt like going down and checking out the beach. "Can we go to the beach?" I spoke up, pulling back a bit to look at Justin. "You really wanna?" he furrowed his brow. I understood how he'd think that. I kinda had a mini sort of hangover. "Yeah. I just really need some fresh air" I breathed. "Alright, get dressed and we'll go" he smiled down at me. I really needed to grow a few inches. This was just getting unfair.
Ten minutes later, I was dressed and ready to go. I wore grey denim shorts and a loose white tee. I'd forgotten flip-flops or sandals, so Justin let me wear his charcoal grey Supras. I love his shoes. :). I ran down the stairs and performed a sneak attack on Justin, grabbing his hand on the way past and tugging him out the sliding doors of the blue living room. "Whoa" he chuckled, dragging along behind me. I stopped by the corral, calling over the Thoroughbreds. "You'll have to take it from here cuz I have no idea how we get to the beach" I giggled, suddenly having more energy than I did before. I smoothed the horse's muzzle with the palm of my hand, reaching up and hugging it around the neck as it neighed in enjoyment. "I would say we should take the horses, but honestly, they petrify me" he laughed, watching me interact with the peaceful creature. "Really? Why?" it amazed me that somebody could be scared of such calm, wondrous creatures. "Have you seen how fast these things go? Usane Bolt couldn't beat them in a race" he challenged, stepping closer to me and my newfound friend. "True. Plus, they'd buck you off in a heartbeat. They're not as forgiving as Blair" I giggled softly, smiling at the thought of Poppa's adventurous horse. "Yeah well, maybe we'll ride tomorrow" he smiled, taking my hand and leading me away from the warm-blooded animal. He tugged me down a small grassy path beside the corral, that slowly turned into sand, and opened out onto a large beach. It was stunning. The sun beat down on the sand, making it hot and difficult to walk on bare-foot. The sea was a vibrant light-blue, clear and easy to see into. Fish swarmed around reefs and rocks, searching for food and just swimming for the joy of it. "It's beautiful" I breathed, staring around the sandy paradise. One thing was missing. "Where are all the people?". Justin looked down at me, a grin on his handsome face "There aren't any. This is Usher's private beach. It's his. Ours" he smiled. Awwww. "We have our own beach?!?" I exclaimed, completely overwhelmed by it all. "Yeah.... So what do ya wanna do?". Right now, I honestly didn't care. I just knew whatever it was, I wanted him with me. He was so.... So humble. He gave everyone everything and didn't ask for anything back. Not even a thank you. Well, he was getting one. "Thank you" I said sincerely, staring deep into his hazel eyes. "For what?". He's so clueless it's adorable. "For everything. The house, the beach, the whole holiday" I blushed softly. He leaned in and whispered in my ear "You're worth it" before taking off at a sprint along the beach. I followed after, knowing that this would be a good day. :)
I sat down on the sand, out of breath from so much running back and forth. Justin collapsed down beside me, his bare chest heaving. I looked out into the blue. Why did I want to go swimming so much? I can't swim to save my life. No-one had ever taught me. I still felt like going in waist-deep. I took off my tee and shorts, kicked off Justin's trainers, leaving me in a pale blue bikini. I clambered up off the sand and walked the ten feet it took to get to the shore. Justin propped himself up on his elbows "Texas, what are you doing?" he asked, furrowing his brow. "Isn't it obvious? I'm going swimming" I said as I reached the shore. I dipped my right foot in a bit deeper, feeling the nice, warm temperature of the water. "Drew, may I remind you that you can't swim?" Justin's voice was worried and unsure as he stood from the sand and came racing after me. He hooked me around the waist, holding me suspended in the air against his chest. "I'm not going in deep. I just wanna see what it's like" I protested, trying to squirm out of his grip. "You're gonna do something stupid Tex, I know it" he warned when I finally wriggled out of his arms. I walked out further into the warm water, now reaching just below my knees "Then come in with me" I raised my eyebrows at him, showing him there was no way he was going to stop me. He sighed, rubbing his temples with his finger and thumb. "You're so stubborn" he chuckled. I took that as a yes. "Yay!" I squealed, running out of the water to grab his hand and tug him in with me. He couldn't help but laugh at my squeal of excitement as I tugged him in up to mid-thigh. He leaned in to kiss me when I felt something slimy brush past my leg. I let out a small scream, jumping back from Justin's almost-kiss. I looked down and saw.... Seaweed. Oh. Well now I felt stupid. Justin laughed at me, making me blush bright red. "It's not funny. I thought it was a shark" I whimpered, folding my arms over my chest. "It's very funny" he laughed uncontrollably, leaning over to laugh harder. Alright then. He asked for it. I slid my hand along the surface of the water, sketting it up into his face. He gasped and stood straight, giving me a look that said "It's on Texas". I gave him a pleading look, but he didn't buy it. He lunged forward, snatching me up into his arms and throwing me over his shoulder. I let out cries, partly laughing as I begged him to stop "Justin put me down! Don't do it!" I pleaded as he began to walk out further into the ocean. I saw the water passing underneath me, fish swimming by, totally clueless to our presence. "Justin don't throw me in!" I begged, secretly petrified he'd do it again. "I'm not gonna throw you in" he chuckled. Oh. Well ok then. "Then what are you doing?". Why else would he be carrying me out deep into the ocean? "Nothing" he shrugged, before taking me down from his shoulders, and placing me in the water. It took me about two seconds to realise I couldn't touch the floor. I began to dip beneath the surface, and my heart beat hard in fear. I managed to swiftly kick up and launch myself into Justin's arms. He chuckled at me as I clung to his body for dear life. "You're so cruel" I whimpered, staring around me in fear. He held onto me gently "I know I am" he smiled. "I hate you" I mumbled, not really meaning what I said. "I love you too Texxy" he laughed, beginning to swim back into shore. A large wave washed us up closer to the beach, but the pure force of it pushed me away from Justin and under the surface. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. Justin immediately dove underwater beside me, wrapping his arms around my waist and tugging me up. I giggled my thanks as we walked out of the ocean and onto the hot sand. I saw an opportunity for revenge when he leaned down to pick up his towel. I snuck up behind him and pushed him down on his stomach. He swiftly rolled over in the sand, but not quick enough to stop me clambering on top of him and straddling his hips. "Payback's a bitch ain't it" I
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