As I'm driving down the motorway I can see the sea in the near distance - it look beautiful, as if it's calling me.
Taylor Swift is blaring out of the car speakers. I slowing start singing along 'cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style. You g---'
Screech!
I slammed my foot on the brake. The screech of tyres filled my ears. The crash of cars colliding followed as I was propelled forward.
I was breathing heavily, my hands were shaking and tears were falling down my face. I'm alive. I jumped out of the car, still shaking.
My car is completely trashed. So is the car in front, which caused the car accident.
The driver of the car hurriedly jumped out and stumbled over his feet 'I'm so sorry....are you okay? I'm so sorry...please be okay?'
A tall, dark haired, broad shouldered guy was walking towards me. There is only one word to describe him - breathtaking.
I mean I would be falling head over heels right now, if he didn't almost kill me 2 minutes ago.
'Are you crazy?? You could've gotten us both killed!' I screamed at the handsome stranger in front of me.
'I'm so sorry, please tell me you're okay? I didn't mean to hurt you...' he looks really shaken up, I almost weaken to the look on his face - almost.
'Oh yeah, I'm perfectly fine thank you, even though my car is completely trashed and I could've been killed!'
He looked at me with a face that could melt even my frozen heart, 'Please let me make this up to you?' Hope filled his eyes.
I let out a really loud sigh, disappointment clouded his face. 'What did you have in mind?' I ask with a smirk creeping onto my face, even though I was reluctant to give in to his charmingness so quickly.
He looked up smiling, 'Don't worry about your car...I'll get my management to sort it out. Where are you heading?'
His management? 'Well, if you must know, I was heading for a relaxing day at the beach, then I met you.'
'What a coincidence - so was I. So to make it up to you I'm taking you to the beach for the day!' He grinned at me and started walking off towards the beach. MY beach.
'So I'm just suppose to follow you? I don't even know you.' I sighed again going back to my wrecked car to get my bag.
He smirked and striding effortlessly back towards me, 'I'm Barclay, the idiot who crashed into the car of the most beautiful girl I've ever laid eyes on.'
The words rolled effortlessly off his tongue, as a blush rolled effortlessly onto my cheeks, no matter how much I willed it not to.
'I'm Mae, the girl who is really trying not to fall for that line right now.'

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Me and You
FanfictionMae. Your average 18 year old. Throwing teenage tantrums. Drinking way too much coffee and crying over boys who don't deserve her tears. Barclay. Not your average 19 year old. Touring the world with his best friends. Having the time of his life and...