Truth or Dare (Jack and Finn Harries fanfiction)

Chapter 2

The hot Ibiza air made me itch to take off my cardigan. But that was not going to be an easy undertaking and I cursed my backpack that was latched securely onto me.

I had been waiting for the twins to pick me up for about quarter of an hour. I watched as people got out of their cars and waited for their family or friends that had newly arrived. A large old jeep with dusty all up the sides, parked in a taxi stand. It sat about a meter away from the entrance to the airport, where I was leaning against my suitcase. After some slight hesitation the driver's seat window slowly scrolled down. It revealed a boy who quickly waved to me and shouted an enthusiastic hey.

I waddled towards him balancing my bags. A replica of the boy who just waved got out of the front passenger seat to assist me with my bags. But before that was possible he pulled me into a hug whispering into my air how much he had missed me.

It was Jack and Finn. Fucckk. I didn't realise how much I had missed them and it felt overwhelming. This feeling heightened when Finn released me from his tight comforting grip to reveal tears rolling down his cheeks, that he quickly wiped away.

He put my bags in the trunk, while I climbed into the empty back seat of the jeep. Jack turned to face me and pouted his lips, he waited intently for a long awaited cuddle. I unclipped my already fastened seat belt and leaned into the drivers seat giving him a friendly peck with a large hug.

They looked so different; they had traded their shaggy blonde hair for brunette quiffs. The only familiar thing about them was their piercing green eyes. They had become men, with muscles and deep voices. My logic had failed slightly and I had thought that they might have stayed the twelve year old boys that I remembered. They were beautiful now, with cheekbones sharp as blades.

I realised after deeply analysing their lean muscular arms that I had neglected to compare myself to them. I had neglected to make my small frame feel completely inadequate. I had neglected to push my small breasts up to further the illusion of having a chest. Perhaps this was because I had my hand in the pocket of my shorts, holding the list. And with the list I held onto a new found sense of confidence.

The drive to the hotel was beautiful and became more and more remote the further we got from the airport. I felt the old me inside anticipating the awkwardness between me and the boys but the new me wouldn't let it happen and filled the car with laughter and jokes. Finn and Jack, much to my embarrassment, reminisced explaining what an erection was to twelve year old me.

We arrived at the small and seemingly empty hotel and I was shown through to my room with Jack and Finn trailing behind carrying my suitcase and bags. Jack, Finn and their work mates were all staying in the same block of rooms as me. Our rooms all stemmed from a hallway that lead down to the communal bathrooms. The rooms were small and came with minimal furniture. The rooms all had glass sliding doors that lead to a shared pool. It seemed like a great place for ticking "skinny dipping" off my list. I smiled a little and reminisced future memories that I hopefully wouldn't have alone.

Jack and Finn informed me that their friends would be meeting us for dinner at the hotel's restaurant. It was mid-afternoon and the air was thick and heavy. The sun burned and rendered the old and noisy fan in the corner of my room, useless. I glistened with sweat and felt sticky. Finn must have also felt some discomfort because he suggested a swim which Jack quickly agreed to. Jack left my room, jogging down the hallway yelling back to me to put my bikini on. Finn smiled and then left to get changed, winking as he closed my door.

I quickly shut my curtains that hid the view from my sliding glass door. I started removing clothes, my tight shorts and singlet. I looked into the mirror, at the boney figure before me and I felt instantly saddened. Old Liv started listing insecurities and I felt so small and overwhelmed with inadequacies. I looked down avoiding the glare from the ugliness in the mirror.

My crumpled little list had fallen from my shorts pocket on to the floor and I picked it up. Reading it over, I almost instantaneously felt a change. I was empowered and brave like I could do anything. And with that I walked away from the mirror to my bed where I placed the list down. I searched through my suitcase for my bathing suit and found it. I had loved this bikini, it was plain black. The bottoms were high waisted and reminded me of the 50s style that I loved so much. I had never worn them, only looked at them, admiring them, waiting until I had the body to wear it. I took off my remaining clothing and pulled on the togs.

I almost gasped when I looked toward the mirror. Standing in front of me was a beautiful women, who was confident and sexy, everything that old Liv could never have dreamed of being. I smiled at my reflection, let's go wow these boys.

(End of chapter)

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