Summary: schlatt was pressured to go to the beach and almost drowned
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Schlatt's POV ——————— Of fucking course they had to take me to the beach of all places, If I really wanted to see half naked people I would've gone to a fucking strip club!
At least I won't have to swim. "Hey schlatt cmon get in the water" ted yelled to me "Fuck No!" I said while looking through the bag to find my phone "awwh cmon what can't you swim?" Conner taunted. You know what fuck it if u drown it's those fuckers fault
I'd got up and ran to the shore of the water and started to doggy paddle my way to them.
3rd person POV: schlatt started to 'doggy paddle' even though he was struggling. He'd keep trying to swim until he fucking slipped on the sand below and started going down into the water. Well what a way to go, not being able to swim and drowning from that
Schlatt's POV: I'd struggled for air until I chouldnt anymore at least this is better than murder. I'd start losing my vision. I'd heard a splash of water probably just people right?
My vision started coming and realising I've been saved? Well fuckin hooray. I looked up to see who is carry me.
... fuck, I'd felt my face heat up from looking at the guy. Shit he was hot, my eyes trailed to his muscular body his pecks where huge, his arms where strong and hard even his face was fucking handsome. After I knew it I was back to my towel on the sand with Conner, Charlie , ted and that hot life guard around me "holy shit are you ok?!" Charlie asked
"Huh.?" I'd question "you drowned man!" Ted told me, all of them stood up all but the life guard " where gonna go back to the water stay here we're not gonna let you swim anymore" Conner told me while they all went back to the water
Those fucking idiots they fucking left me "uh.. thanks for saving me" I'd mumbled to the guard
"It's fine!. May i have your phone?" He'd asked, weird request but ok I'd give him my unlocked phone it looked like he'd typed something on it, he'd gave it back to me "I gave you my number so if you drowned again just call me" he'd joked while winking
He'd walked back to his post leaving me blushing and confused
How the fuck did I get his number?!. Well atleast I have someone else to talk to.
