You loving me is my biggest flex ~Part 2

22.

(Song: Chemical~ Post Malone)
(Or the song: 2 dumb kids)

It was beautiful sunny on this Saturday.
They were sitting in the car, driving to a beautiful beach a few miles away.
The yellow car reflected in the sun like a glowing yellow river.
Rafe wore his sunglasses, she wore her big hat.
"Aresuuuu—" he said and moved in the rhythm of the song.
His fingers tabbed rhythmically on the steering wheel.
"Rafeee—" she mimicked him smiling widely.
The car drove across the highway, the music roared loud in the jukeboxes, Aresu's hair blowing up like a huge, red cloud.
The chilly wind cooled down their heated hearts.
The car vibrated as Rafe sang along the music and head-banged a couple of times. A few times Grisu was once scared he might end up forgetting to drive being too invested in feeling-the-music.
His driving style had always been a little bit wild but at such moments Grisu did not mind at all.
She was—like on all dates they spent together—too focused on taming her untamable heart.
She raised her arms into the breeze, bumping to the music, singing along as well.
It was as if she was able to feel the salt on her limbs and hair. The air here always smelled and tasted salty—and still, after so many month—it made her feel like being in a two week holiday.
"Uni was great this week," Aresu said and Rafe nodded.
"It's better than Highschool, not that it was harder to top. The principle doesn't like me, though."
"Wellll—we didn't have the best start."
"I remember."
Silence passed between them before they laughed hardly remembering the absolutely weird encounter, everyone being bruised and sitting as grown up adults in her office, being all silent.
It was a very weird start. But well, it was Grisu's life, when were things ever normal?
She fucking dated Rafe Cameron, that was enough to describe her life.
"Are you nervous?" Aresu asked.
"Nah... maybe be a little."
"You don't have to be. The performance is going to be great. I mean I heard you play the drums sooo often. You'll be great!"
"Thanks," he said and smiled softly.

When they arrived it was still plenty of time left before the concert started.
He had applied to it several weeks ago, when the poster had hung in the University. At first he had been insecure but Aresu had practically made him do it, and he begun to love the band practices.
And so, today, it was his first performance as their drummer.
"It's starting at six, we are two hours early. And they built up everything so there's nothing to do. Soooo...we can just—relax!"
He lifted Aresu up from her feet and swung her around.

(The pictures fit so well ahhh-> especially because Aresu is wearing the same white dress)

"Ahhh! Rafe! Rafe! Let me down-" she giggled and kicked around with her feet but Rafe held her even tighter, swinging them around, walking down the beach until his feet touched the cold waves.
"The water is cooold-" he said and bent down playfully to scare Grisu of dropping her.
"I'm still dressed, Rafeee," she whined and held his shoulder tightly, afraid to kiss the waves once he let go.
"So?" He asked, pushing her even deeper until the ends of her hair already touched the water.
Aresu laughed and hung at his limbs like a little monkey.
And Rafe did not expect a wave to come right at them.
Full of fear of dropping Grisu, Rafe hobbled through the water to save her from getting wet, while the whole water splashed on him and soaked him into a salty wave.
And Aresu did nothing but laugh constantly.

"Ahhh I'm so wet," he exclaimed when both stood at the beach again.
His hands tried to wring out the water of his trousers, big droplets landing in the yellow sand.
"That's what he said," Aresu mumbled and side-eyed him joyously.
Rage giggled and held up his hands to show the wet palms.
"Everything for my girl."
Aresu blushed immediately, looked away rashly and bit her lip.
That was...damn...that was freaking cute!

Outro:
(Song: Less than zero~The Weeknd)