The Ways He Fall

45 | don't burn the kitchen down

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45



"WOOO!"

Milana squealed as I felt one of her pair of hands gripped onto my shoulder whilst her other pair should be up the air as we ride past the coast with our rented bicycle. I laughed in return, knowing she would enjoy experiencing this. The wave of fresh breath of air enters my nose as my eyes glanced towards the sea on my right.

"You might want to hold on incase I have to suddenly turn a corner!" I loudly informed to ensure she could hear my voice.

"If you suddenly press the brake, I'll murder you before I could even die, Perez!"

"I did tell you your funeral is not anytime soon and I'm certain I won't be the cause for it!"

I knew I couldn't bring my car to the coast mainly because the road wasn't big enough for it to fit and I didn't want to take risks. My car is my most prized possession, and I'm sure Jeremy would rather have me pay for the damage I caused myself if it did happen. Nevertheless, I do have insurance for it - but I'd rather stay safe. So that's why I decided to rent a bicycle from street nearby earlier. Plus, it's way easier to be sneaky with it.

"Come on, goody two shoes." I chuckled, holding out a hand for her to take as she stared at the pile of rocks slumped beneath her. My two feet is currently underneath the shallow water bed that leads to the sea as you can see the horizon from in front.

"Are we even allowed here?" Her brows furrowed.

"I'm good at breaking rules." I planted two hands on my hips as my head spun around. "There's literally no signs here."

She lifted a brow. "Maybe you've missed them."

I leaned in, breathing lowly against her lips. "Maybe I don't give a shit." before backing off with a satisfied smirk, bending my knees down and sat on top of a large rock. Milana huffed before staring off to the distance, taking in the view - but it seemed like she was examining it carefully. Like she was afraid of it.

I snorted. "What? Scared of the ocean?"

Her lips thinned itself. "I might have thalassophobia."

"That's a pity, I was going to ask you to come scuba diving with me."

"Really?" Her eyes then glinted with a hint of excitement. Shit. I felt bad, because I was joking. But then again I would want to go scuba diving - and I would want her to be the one to join me.

"Wait, are you scared or nah?"

"I-I don't know." She shrugs, looking to the side. "Maybe if it's with a lot of people, I won't be."

"Maybe one day, we'll do it."

"Okay." A faint smile etched across her face but as she looked up at me, her smile was replaced with a judgmental look. I closed my eyes and hid a smile. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Sea meditation."

I hear her laughing at my current position as I snapped one eye open at her for a second. "Are you still a good swimmer?" She asked.

"I rarely even swim nowadays."

"You don't even use your pool?"

"Only when I feel like it."

"What a waste." She grumbled.

"So you're telling me if you have a pool in your backyard, it will often be occupied?" The corner of my lip quirked upwards as my lids are still shut.