Underwater

Chapter 1

Andy pov

It was a hot summer day, and I was on vacation. I stayed in my country Greece and spent a few days at the seaside. On the first and hottest day I decided to go swimming. I went to a small beach which was barely known. I relaxed and went deeper in the water, suddenly a big wave moved in my direction and hit me. I couldn't reach the ground or the surface, I tried to go up, but I failed. After a few minutes of fighting everything went black.

I slowly opened my eyes, I thought I died but as my vision cleared again, I saw that I was still on the small beach, on a big rock in the water. The disgusting smell of seaweed hit my nose, apparently the one who brought me here used it as some kind of pillow for me. I looked around again and was shocked when I saw a guy lying half on the rock, resting his head on his arms and watching me.

"Are you the one who saved me?", he nodded and smiled.

"Well, thank you.", his smile got bigger and he reached out his hand, I shook it and he waved at me, then disappeared in the water.

I sat there a bit surprised by today's events, he was beautiful, a gorgeous smile, dark brown wavy hair and big green brown eyes, he almost made me forget that I almost drowned. In bed I couldn't get one thing out of my head, I thought I saw something glittery and shimmering instead of legs when he dived down. I was curious so I went back the next day.

"Hey you! Are you still here?", and it took him only a few minutes to appear.

"Hey you. Why are you here? Do you live here?", he again just nodded and smiled.

I scanned him. Nothing obvious for what I could see, I only saw his chest and down to his hips, the rest was hidden by the water. Apparently, he couldn't speak or he simply didn't want to, but I was more interested in that what was underwater. I talked to him about my life and he seemed to be interested, I was sure he trusted me now.

The next day I did the same, I went to the rock and called him, without knowing his name and as before he came and rested his head on the rock and listened to my stories. As he reached out his hand to say goodbye, I grabbed it and tried to pull him out, but he was stronger than I thought he was. With a big splash he extended the space between us and looked at me with teary eyes, disappointment, shock and betrayal in them. He dived down.

"Hey! Wait! Come back! I'm sorry!", I yelled and I thought for a second he waited and looked at me, but it could've also been the reflection of the water.

I knew I made a huge mistake but I had the hope to speak to him again, so I went back one more time. I waited for hours and hours calling him again and again, hopeless. I felt the tears running down my cheeks, I hugged my legs and buried my head in my arms.