future fantasy

Lasts , firsts and lounge chairs

I've never usually been the type to not be able to sleep. Sleep used to be an escape for me. I've got more of a healthy relationship with it now but the night after a really good dinner with my beloved mum, my bestfriend and her amazing family who have made me feel so so welcome in this new country and him of course. The boy that hasn't left my head or my heart since I first met him. I feel at peace. Which is weird considering I can't sleep. Not to sound cringe but the water has always been a bit of a safe place for me. It makes you feel so small, in a good way.

So I put my slippers and coat on and grabbed my phone and water bottle and headed down the Alexander's grand staircase I still can't get over how beautiful it is.

As I got down to the back garden and saw the sensor lights were already on I was surprised to see the prince of the west coast it seemed swimming.

I didn't mean to be creepy and watch him but I just stood and observed him. He looked graceful, peaceful and unapologetic all at once ; if that's even possible.

I decided to leave him to it and walk away secretly but he caught me. He saw me like he always does.

"Going somewhere so soon smiley"

"Well I didn't want to intrude Mr west coast"

"Mr west coast - he started laughing, it was beautiful.
For such a moody boy he had a really nice laugh
"Where has that came from"

"Well i don't know,  I just feel like it suits who you are"

"You say well a lot - and like - and yeah"

She blushed, clearly embarrassed.

"Don't be embarrassed, it's cute"

"So you've been checking up on my wording habits have you"

"I just like listening to you you seem like you have a lot to say, but you chose not to"

"Ye- I just feel like people don't really want to hear what I say, so I don't want to bore anyone you know"

"I don't think you could ever bore me"

She smiled

"So are you going to join me?"

"No I'll just sit here"

"That's my favourite one"

"Wha - that's like the weirdest thing ever, I get having a favourite spoon in the house or a favourite glass but like chair???"

"Yeah, I'll show you why"

He gets out of the pool so effortlessly.
I notice a short script like tattoo on his right thigh above his knee.
I have a few tattoos myself only dainty ones, I'm not a fan of big ones but this fits him so well.
He shakes his hair and I pass him the towel.

In a posh British voice
"Thank you my lady"

"What is it with you and British accents"

"It's fun to see you get annoyed"

He smirks.

"Okay so, where you are sitting- in my chair"

I roll my eyes.

"You're lucky because I don't let just anyone in my chair"

"Oh thank you, I feel flattered"

I roll my eyes again.

Yes yes I know it's a habit.

"Roll your eyes again and we'll have a problem"