Into the ocean's abyss

Chaper 2: The meet

As I left the coffee shop I had this warm feeling in me. I've never looked at guys and never even considered having a boyfriend because I don't want to get hurt but now... I think I may consider it. Maybe.
The apartment was perfect and already furnished. I move in next week. Now I have to find a motel of some sort to stay in until I can move in.
It's 2:10. I made sure to be fashionably late because I don't want to seem desperate.
As I walk around the corner I see him. He has this white shirt on that makes his muscles pop and these dark jeans. He has a camera around his neck. Did he take the photo of the hayacinth?
"Hey stranger," I said as I approached him from behind.
"I didn't think you'd show," he said while coming in for a hug.
"Yeah me neither, but I'm here aren't I?"I said while hugging him.
"You take photos?"I asked pointing to his camera around his neck.
"Only of beautiful things," he said while we started walking.
"Did you take the photo of the haycinich?" I asked while admiring the photo I placed in my phone case.
"Yeah,I love to take pictures of flowers,it's one of my hobbies,"he said with a big smile.
"Would you mind telling me where we're going?" I asked as we rounded a corner. We're walkling the same way I walked to the apartment block.
"To my apartment, "he said looking at me with those blue eyes.
I stopped dead in my tracks. His apartment?I don't even know his last name." I don't think so,"I said looking a tad bit confused.
"It's just around the corner,I just want to get dressed in something else before we go."he said stopping and turning around to look at me.
"Okay, as long as you won't murder me,"I said with a slight chuckle.
"I'll try my best not to," he said laughing.
"Why do you carry those bags with you?" He asked turning his attention away from murdering me.
So I told him. I told him everything. I talod him about how it's my birthday and that I'm from the orphanage and that I am looking to get one of those apartments in the apartment block behind the café. I told him about having to find a motel to stay the night. I regret everything after I told it all.
I gave him so much information.
"I'm so sorry, that's too much information. I should keep quite because you're an axe murderer and all,"I said trying to lighten the mood a bit but still feeling embarrassed to the bone.
"Okay I'll tell you what," he looks me dead in the eyes and holds my shoulders. "You won't have to find a motel because you are going to stay the week with me, and I promise I won't murder you. I'm so sorry to hear about you situation just know I've been through the same and I want to help you out."
"That's generous, really, but I can't, I can't put all this on you. And besides I don't even know your last name." I said while trying not to get too pissed that he feels sorry for me but yet I wonder what he ment by he went through it too.
"It's not up for discussion. And my last name is Richard ."
I know i shouldn't but i can't help it, he is so cute.
"Okay just don't murder me," I said.
"I promise," he replied.

We reached his apartment and he let me inside. It was a two room apartment and he said I could have the guest bedroom. He got dressed in a swimming trucks and a shirt that has Malibu written on the back.
"Are we going to the beach?" I asked quite suprised by his change of clothes.
" Well it is your special day, isn't it? What is better than having a date with some takeout on the beach?"
"So this is a date?" I asked completely shocked.
"Well if your going to stay in my house,it might as well be a date. Ofcourse, only if you want it to be," he said with this big smile.
"Well i can't say no to that. Let me just get dressed quickly," I said while russing back into the room.

I love the beach so much, most of my clothes are beach clothes so I decided to put my hair down and put on my new lilac purple bikini and a blue dress with little daisy's on them, and ofcourse, my flip flops.

His eyes land on my dess," Wow, you look..." he took my hand and twirled me around.
"Awesome, I know."
"We better get going if we want to make it to the beach by 3:00. That's the best time to take pictures,"he said grabbing his car keyes and a picnic basket wich he probably packed while I got dressed.

He put on some music in his truck. Cigarettes after sex, I love his music taste.
I couldn't process the fact that I was sitting in this beautiful boys truck with his fluffy hair and blue eyes with is thick brows and toned body. A boy I met about 3 hours ago. A boy who claims he is not an axe murderer.

We got some toco-bell and arrived at the beach at 3:12.
We get out of the truck and set the picnic blanket down and lay out the food. The next thing I know, he is pulling of his shirt while screaming," Race you in the water!"
I'm pulling off my dress and running after him into the ocean. I win him and he comes at me and pick me up over his shoulder while I'm fighting myself off.
"So your plan is to drown me?" I said while gripping his back. He looks like he could smash someone in football.
" Did I really give it away?" He said while laughing. Next moment me let go of me and I fall into the water. We are deep. It touches him by his low waist and me just under my bikini top. He is so much taller than me. He ducks ander the water and grab my legs under the water,picking me up one last time.
We fool around I'm the ocean a bit, enjoying our time, splashing each other, ducking under the waves and running away from one another.

When we finally get out and get ourselves dried off, he is busy examining me.
" I need to take a picture now," He said with a seriousness in his voice.
"Thought you only took pictures of beautiful things," I said mocking him.
" I do. Now stand just like that," he said crouching on his knees.

He took a couple of photos after summoning me to come and see the photo's he took.
It is beautiful. He is amazing at this.
"You made me look fricken beautiful," I said gazing in his direction over the camera.
"Nina," he pauses and turns to me.
"What is your last name?" He asks
"Howard," I relpy.
"Nina Howard, you are beautiful,"he said gently sliding his hand around my back.

I only met him today. What is going on.

"Where did you learn the language of flowers?" I asked him, inching a bit closer to him.
"My mum taught me, she always had a thing for flowers and their meanings. She loved flowers so much and I used to go with her to parks or nature reserves and she'd take photo's of flowers and write their definition on the back of the printed photo for me so I could learn. But sadly she didn't make it and I was stuck with my father. Which I don't want to get into right now," He said with his crystal eyes darkening.
"Oh I'm so sorry to hear that Jack. She sounds wonderful," I replied placing my hand on his leg to show that is really care. He tightens his grip around my back and pulls me a bit closer.
After a long while we just gase up at the stars and into the dark abyss of the night that falls on the ocean. At 10:32 Jack asked if we should head home.

When we got to his house he quickly showed and got dressed. I showed after him and when I came back he had made us hot chocolate and some snacks so we could whach a movie on his couch.
He pulled me in and we cuddled.
How old is he even? I never asked.
"Jack, quick question, how old are you?"
"I'm 19," he replied.
Oh wow, just a year difference.
Later that night we fell asleep on the couch.
He is literally perfect.