When in La Jolla

His Beach

I explained how my friends had abandoned me and how our hotel was kind of far away and that I didn't know what to do. He told me that he hadn't been drinking and that he could take me back. I was conflicted because he is a random stranger but he is also very attractive. I start pacing around with my head in my hands trying to think of what would be the logical thing to do. He wraps his hands around mine and pulls them down from my face. While still holding them he says, "Hey it's going to be okay I promise. Just trust me." I slowly nod my head and he continues holding onto one of my hands gently. He guides me out of his room and into the garage. This garage was massive with at least twelve cars in it. "So which one is yours?" I ask trying to figure out which one I could see him driving. His face lightly pinkens while he says, "I own three of these, I am a big car fan. How about you choose which one we should take?" He points over to 3 cars lined up. There was a yellow and red Mazda and a gray BMW, they looked like older cars but still seemed to be in great shape. I walk around them trying to decide. I pointed at the yellow car that had the word "RedSuns" on the side. He smiled and told me that this one was actually his favorite. While he went to grab the keys off the wall I asked him why he got this specific car. He started to rub the back of his neck with his hand and looked down slightly laughing. "It's kind of an anime thing from a show I like, have you ever seen any anime?" I shook my head, "No I like Criminal Minds and Grey's Anatomy, is there anything like that for me?" He looked at me like I was crazy, "You gotta start getting into it, we should watch Death Note, I think you'd like that one." He opened the car door for me and I got in. The car had this beautiful red interior all around, I'm glad I picked this one. He asked me what city our hotel was in, I let him know we were in La Jolla and he smirked. "What is that face for?" He laughed and said, "It's just that the strangest things always happen in La Jolla. Life doesn't feel real when I'm there." Yeah, he's telling me. I'm the one driving in a car at 4 in the morning with some random guy I just met tonight. But for some odd reason, it felt right. Like I was meant to be here and this was supposed to happen. I don't experience this feeling often but there is something so enchanting about it. I am wonderstruck.

We are about 20 minutes away from the hotel at this point and it is about 4:30 am now. He looks over at me and asks, "Are you tired?" In a joking manner, I say, "I'm not allowed to be tired when I'm driving in a car with some stranger I just met." He gets off on an earlier exit than the one we are supposed to take. "You aren't kidnapping me, are you?" He looks over at me and grins, "I want to show you something." How is it possible for someone to look this attractive this late at night? I ask a few more questions trying to pull any kind of information out of him on where we are going but he ignores or diverts them. I don't know this area at all and I have no idea where we could be going. I look out my window and see a view of the ocean with the sun rising just over it. He pulls into a deserted parking lot and turns his car off. He hops out and runs around to open my door for me. No one has ever done that for me before. He opens the backseat and grabs a gray blanket then says, "okay let's go!" He takes my hand and starts running to the open sea. I am laughing the whole time we are running because I can't keep up with his long legs and everything is a little more funny when you've been up for almost 24 hours. He sets up the blanket pretty close to the water and sits down then pats the ground right next to him. I take his gesture and sat down where he patted. He sighs, "I love this place, my parents would take me on vacation here once a year when I lived in Seattle. Every year this is what I looked forward to, this beach. It is always secluded and empty so in a way, I thought that this beach was mine. I always had this crazy idea that one day I would find a girl that I liked and take her to my secret beach." I looked over at him and asked, "And have you? Ever taken a girl you liked here?" He laughed and looked out at the water. "Only once." I conformed to his ways and looked out at the water too. "Well, who was it?" The sky was a mix of pinks and oranges all coming together at once. It had to be one of the prettiest sunrises I've ever seen. He finally looks over at me, I look back and his face is examining mine, "You" he says. OH, he was talking about me. I felt embarrassed and looked back to the water, "you really feel that way?" He grabs my face and turns me back to face him. "Hibba, of course I do. Even though I met you tonight I can tell how genuine you are. All these girls in LA put on a face and tell you what you want to hear and try to be so perfect. But you're not like that, I've never met anyone like you and I really like you. You are just so flawlessly yourself and don't try to be anyone else." His hand was still on my cheek and I felt frozen, stiff, unreal. How is this happening, how am I so lucky to be in front of a man like this. Before I can even think of what to say he pulls me in and kisses me. If Yovanni thinks his life is a movie, he should see me right now. I instantly felt sparks flying and this electric feeling throughout my body. After a second he pulled away, I smiled at him completely speechless. His eyes light up and he says, "stay." "Okay, I don't have to be back to my hotel until later in the morning." He shakes his head, "no Hibba, I mean stay the rest of the summer. You can stay at our house, we have an extra bedroom. I can fly you back home at the end of August before school starts." My brain starts getting a little dizzy, this sexy man wants me to stay at his house with him, but I can't say no. Fuck. My mom, I need to think of an excuse for her to let me stay here. "Vinnie... I mean that sounds amazing and I would love to spend this summer with you here but my mom is super strict and I just don't know if she would let me stay here alone. But maybe.." I know Zaynab and Yovanni have to get back to work and have stuff for school, but Zoe might be willing to stay here with me, and then my mom would feel better knowing I have someone here. I continue, "if my friend Zoe can stay in the house too then my mom would probably say yes but I have to talk it through with both of them." He smiles and puts lays his head on my lap, "we are making this work, it's happening. Summer in California."