The beach was almost empty as the sun started to set. Almost as if the darker it go the more people were scared away. I had to admit, I kind of liked it better emptier. It felt so much more personal than being amongst a crowd. We were laid back on a blanket that Kian had packed for the day, staring up at the sky watching the colors change as time passed.
"What do you want to be when you grow up?" Kian asked, it was his turn in twenty questions. Which pretty consisted of him asking a question and me asking the exact same thing.
"Happy," I laughed. "When I was little I wanted to be an artist or a teacher. But now a days I just want to do something that will make me happy. I'm sick of feeling like I'm just wasting time, I want to do something that matters to me."
"Are you happy right now?" he asked.
"Hey it's not your turn!" I laughed raising my hand in the air to pause him. "What do you want to be when you grow up?"
"A cow," he said quickly. "Are you happy right now?"
"Shut up!" I laughed so hard I snorted, "That was totally not a serious answer!"
"Yes it was!" he protested while laughing. "It's your turn to answer!"
"Am I happy right now?" I repeated. "Yeah, I am."
"Your turn," he said and without looking I could hear the smile on his face in his voice.
"Are you happy right now?"
"Yeah, hundred percent."
The skies faded from a cotton candy mix of pink, blue, and purple to an autumnal mix of reds, oranges, and almost browns. "How long till you have to leave?" he asked.
"I don't know," I whispered. It was the truth but I didn't want to hear it. Eventually my funds were going to run out and I didn't want to think about the day that I had to board a plane home. "What's your favorite color?"
"Blue," he said quickly. "What can I do to make you stay longer?"
"I don't even know how long I'm staying in the first place," I said watching the colors mix into darker hues. "What if you're sick of me by then?"
"Impossible," he said reaching over and placing his hand on mine. I turned my hand palm side up and he promptly grabbed it into a firm but gentle hold. "What's your favorite color?"
"Blue," I said quickly, thankful that his intense questions subsided. "What are we going to eat for dinner?"
"It's a surprise, but unfortunately I'm not that great of a cook so I also have a delivery back up plan."
"Confidence is key," I laughed watching the sky slowly fade darker.
"Can you cook?" he asked laughing. "That's not some kind of 'woman get in the kitchen' joke either. Shit I shouldn't have asked that! Can I get a do over?"
"No, do over!" I laughed. "I like to think I can cook but if you asked my parents they would tell you I can't."
"Great, we're gonna starve!" Kian said kicking his legs up in laughter, "Thank god for delivery options!"
"Hey! I'm sure we could figure something out."
"We are gonna have to live with Jc for the rest of our lives. He can cook!"
"The rest of our lives?" I questioned turning to make eye contact, though he looked away.
"Yeah, so you hungry? We should probably go." Kian jumped up holding a hand out to help me stand.
"Race you to the car!" I announced turning to run without even giving him a chance to agree. I misjudged his long legs and soon I could hear him close behind me. I tried to run faster but my short legs could only move so quickly. Before I knew it he was swooping around me and running backward facing me.
"Race?" he laughed scooping me up and trowing me over his shoulder against my will. I playfully flailed around, smacking his butt and demanding to me put down all while laughing so hard I was crying. "I think I won," he said putting me down in front of the car and opening my door for me before throwing the blanket in the trunk. I jumped in quickly locking the doors before he got to his door. I sat with a smile on my face, waiting for him to tried to open the door. He looked up at me through the window as he tugged the handle. Then laughed as he held up the keys.
"Shit," I said as he got into the driver's seat.
"Works better when someone doesn't have the keys," he said starting the engine.
"Well you see that wasn't something I was thinking about," I explained as we backed out of the parking spot and headed toward Kian's house. The windows were down, music was playing, Kian was singing along, my hand was in his hand, and as my hair whipped around my face in the wind I couldn't help but feel as though everything was exactly what it needed to be.
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Extraordinary: A Kian Lawley Story
Fanfiction"You're much too extraordinary to live such an ordinary life." Some people feel as though they are destined for greatness. Ella feels as though she is destined for the more ordinary side of life. Always feeling as though there is more to life than h...
