After we had breakfast at his place, he packed somethings in a duffel bag and we took his car, leaving mine in his driveway. When we reached my place, I took a quick shower and packed some things for myself then some snacks for the both of us. On the way to my apartment, we decided to go to the outskirts of Augustus Ville. In between New York and Augustus Ville was a small town called St Lairestain. It was just as beautiful as Augustus Ville but it was closer to the ocean because it was down south.
We decided to go to St. Lairestain. Apparently he and his mom had a small cabin where they spent their holidays there. It was a 30 minute drive but I was still able to pass out throughout the whole drive, leaving Louis to drive us.
Soon, I felt the car come to a slow stop. I opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was the ocean. Wide and vast, right before my eyes. It looked to be a beach with just a few people lounging about in swim suits which was quite a bold move, considering the early September cold.
I loved the ocean. It was the one thing I could say made me feel whole apart from Louis. I rarely visited the beach but whenever I could, I didn't miss a chance. I got out of the car and stood, eyes closed, enjoying the ocean breeze that enveloped me, blowing through my hair, making me forget my worries and anxieties.
I felt a pair of arms wrap themselves around my waist and I leaned into the warmth that came from the body. His touch...Oh God his touch. It set me off in the most unexpected way. His chin rested on my had as we both stared at the ocean. The sun was up high in the sky but there was still a lingering cold so I had a cardigan on but the warmth from Louis's body was doing a better job keeping me warm than the cardigan.
"I wish I could stay here, in this moments with you and forget everything that's ever happened in the past four years of my life." He whispered, his voice betraying him by projecting such heavy emotion. I felt a pang of hurt in my heart as I let his words settle in my head. He spoke like he truly wanted to forget it all. Like he couldn't bare to think about his past.
I wanted to erase his hurt, I wanted to protect him. I suddenly felt like I needed to protect him. I turned slowly in his hold and gazed at him before placing a lingering kiss on his cheek. He was taller than me so it barely touched him. He chuckled at my attempt of a kiss and dipped his head low, capturing my lips in a real kiss. I pulled away and rested my forehead against his.
"You can forget all that you need to with me. Let me help you forget it all." I said to him. At first, he just stared at me, then he sighed. His arms unwrapped themselves from my waist and he took my hand in his. He nodded.
"Let me show you the cabin." He said and started walking, making me follow after him. We walked down a street and there were small cabins lined up. I kept looking, trying to find a difference between them but I couldn't tell a difference. They all looked the same. I then noticed small plaques with numbers on them and finally it made sense. I kept counting the numbers on each cabin until we came to a stop at cabin number 28.
Louis fished through his pack pocket and took out a key then opened the door to the cabin, allowing me to enter first then closing the door behind him. The cabin was small alright but it was beautiful. there was on recliner in it, there was a big enough LED TV, A small kitchen and a queen sized bed. Then I saw some double doors and decided to open them. It led out to a small balcony that looked out onto the beach.
If I climbed over the balcony, I would be able to land in the soft, gritty beach sand and run to the ocean. I loved it.
"You like it love?" Louis asked. I turned away from the sea view and smiled widely, nodding like a happy twelve year old.
"Oh yeah, I love it." I answered then walked towards the bed and sat at the edge, letting my legs rest and stretch.
"Okay then, I'm going to get our stuff then I'll be right back." He said and I grabbed his hand before he could go, whining.
"No, stay with me please." He laughed out loud, looking like a god as he did so. So freakin' handsome! He gave my hand a squeeze then brought it up to his lips, kissing the back of my palm.
"Don't worry love I'll be back." He said and I nodded, letting him go begrudgingly. He left, leaving me to my thoughts. I laid back, letting myself fall back onto the soft mattress. Kicking off my shoes, I curled up in a ball and within a few minutes, I was out cold.
When I woke up, I could feel a hand playing with my hair. It was so soothing, so soft that I wanted to purr like a kitten. I turned and met his soft gaze. There were so many things I loved about Louis and one of them was that soft gaze that he always seemed to hold in his eyes. He had that weird feminine side that you wouldn't notice until he showed it to you.
Looking at him now, I recalled the first time I encountered him. He seemed like this annoying prick of a man who wouldn't stop disturbing my sleep but now, he was so different. It made me wonder if I was the only one who ever got to see this side of him. His hazel eyes were so warm that I just wanted to stare into them for as long as I lived, his smile made me feel all kids of tingles. He was like the fucking sun to me. One that made me warm and took all the cold away.
"You're so beautiful, y'know that?" He says, beating me to it. I scrunch my face up in fake disgust.
"Eh, I could say the same for you." I said without a second thought. He chuckled. I loved the sound of his laughter, so beautiful. Suddenly is face went from happy to hurt. "Louis what's wrong?" I asked, worried.
"I thought I would be able to run away from it but it's hurting me more that I thought." He whispered to himself but I was able to catch it.
"What Louis? What is it?" I asked, a bit afraid of what he would say but ready to be there for him. He finally met my gaze after so long.
"I guess I'm ready to tell you everything Amalia. The reason I'm broken." He said, his voice empty and void of emotion. A shiver racked through me as I hated this side of him. I only hoped I could fix him...
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RED HAIRED BEAU
Fiksi PenggemarAmalia seems to be the type to be bold and out going. She's already quite independent at age 21 as she's earned so much with her artistic talents but she's never experienced love in her entire life. She seems to find it strange when she develops int...