12.

5.1K 101 34
                                    


The next day, I decided to go to the beach by myself. I wanted some alone time and get away from everyone, especially Lando.

It was a pretty quiet day at the beach, there were only a few people around so I closed my eyes for a few minutes.
I loved the way I could feel the sun on my skin. Even though I was already pretty tan, a few shades darker wouldn't hurt.

I missed Lando, I had to admit that. I missed his cute and gentle touches. He always made me feel pretty even when I felt ugly.

Until he dumped me to date Lara. I still didn't understand why he did that.
Did he really fall for her or was it because she was pregnant?

Was it because she could give him something I couldn't?

"Are you trying to get even darker?" A familiar British voice asked, but it wasn't Lando.
I quickly turned around and saw Max Fewtrell smiling behind me.

"Oh my God, I'm so happy you're here" I said as I got up and hugged him.
He looked at me after we hugged and it was then when I realized I was only wearing my bikini.

I quickly laid down again and patted the lounger next to me.
He understood what I was trying to say because he took his shirt off and laid down next to me.

"How are you holding up?" He asked as he turned his face to me.
"Still alive" I shrugged. It was exactly how I was feeling.

I was broken, shattered but I was still alive and working on myself.

"You're looking beautiful though" he said which made me blush a little.
Luckily we were out in the sun, so he probably didn't notice it.

We spend the entire afternoon together. Talking, laying together, enjoying the silence and the sound of the waves.

It was actually a really nice day.

"Let's go get wet" I said as I got up. He raised his eyebrow just a little, not understanding what I was trying to say.

I pointed at the sea. "Let's go swim" I laughed.

"Oh right" he said as he got up and followed me to the sea.

"Oh fuck" I muttered as I felt the water on my legs. It was actually way colder than I imagined it to be.

But I didn't have time to get out again because Max pushed me in.
"Fucker" I spat as I splashed some water on him.

He quickly ran out of the water, probably because he also felt how cold it was but I wasn't gonna let him.
I grabbed his arm and pulled him in with me.

His curls were drenched and his face showed how cold the water was.
And with a reflex, he pulled me in his arms.

Our bodies were pressed against each other, I could feel his chest, his arms.
I had to admit that I didn't mind to be in his arms.

We were both single, so I decided to just act on what I was feeling and wrap my arms around his neck.

Something he didn't expect, but nevertheless enjoyed it.

"We shouldn't be doing this" he mumbled. "You're Lando's ex"

"Indeed, his ex. He dumped me" I reminded him. "And he isn't here"

I knew it was a shitty move, hooking up with his best friend but he broke my heart and I always liked Max.

I always thought Max liked me too and it became clear that I was right.
I was so right.

"Fuck" he mumbled as his lips brushed against mine. I could taste the salt on his lips and I never enjoyed the taste this much.

It was a perfect evening. The sunset was beautiful in the background and here I was, in the arms of someone I never expected.

But it felt right. Fuck it felt so right.

Broken arrowsWhere stories live. Discover now