Head over Heels || book one.

Beach Bickering

Stef’s POV

 “Hey.” I acknowledged everyone as we got down to the beach. The boys were just about to set up cricket.

“Hey, Stef, can I talk to you?” Louis asked, coming up to me.

“Yeah sure.” I replied. But when I saw him, all the happiness vanished. He looked confused, and annoyed.

“Can we go for a walk?” He began to walk up the beach into the hummocks, I followed, slowly.

Once we were up there, I looked back and saw the beach, waves rolling in, and Cassie falling off her board as Sarah headed along the beach for a run. “What was it?” I asked. He had sat down and patted the sand next to him, gesturing for me to take a seat.

“This morning, when Josh told us why all of you had slept in late, the way he said it, made it sound like he was uncertain. And I know that you’ll tell me the truth. So did you really go down to the beach?” He asked looking across at me.

Sarah hadn’t told them about our secret place. I knew I could tell him the truth, but then that would ruin some things that only we know about, and then there’s that that I could lie to him, but that would set things from straight to bent. “We did go down to the beach to watch the sun rise, but before that, we did some stuff that we always do together. Just us three.” I explained.

He looked at me and believed every word I said. “Ok then. I do completely trust you. Thanks.” He got up to leave, but I knew he wasn’t finished and wasn’t happy with my reply.

“Wait. You don’t completely trust me, or believe me do you? If we’re going to be in a relationship you need to trust me.” I pulled on his arm.

“Yes, trust. But how do I trust?” He asked.

“Faith, trust and pixie dust. That’s how.”

“No. That’s how to fly. Why can’t it just be easy?”

“Well...make it easy.”

“How?” He asked.

I leaned in and kissed him. “That’s how.” I said pulling away. “Do you trust me? You jump I jump. I’ll never let go, never let go.” I held his hand in mine and looked him in the eye. “Does it really matter if I wasn’t there? I was with my friends, I was happy.”

Sarah’s POV

I ran down the beach. Why does it matter if I wasn’t there last night? Why is he so infuriating? Why is he so good looking? Why am I thinking all this? I stopped and sat down on the sand. Why did he like me? Did he like me? He sent me all those sweet things and wrote me that poem. But really, did I like like him? Did he like like me? Why did I have so many trust issues? Stupid ex boyfriend. Stupid Josh for reading my diary. Stupid Cassie for giving it to him. Stupid everybody for just being there. I was really over thinking everything.

I got back up and thought about running back to them, but I didn’t know if I really wanted to. So I walked back.

Everybody was packing up by the time I got back. “Feeling better?” Josh teased as he handed me my towel.

“Much.” I replied. ‘No. You liar.’ My brain said. “But I’m still tired.”

“Well you shouldn’t have gone out in the first place.” He argued.

“Do you even know why I went out?” I asked him.

He smirked at me. “Uh yeah. You went to the beach with Cass and Stef...right?”

“Only for the sunrise. We hung out for a little while first.” I explained.

“Where?” He asked curious now.

“The place that only us girls know of...I mean us three girls.” I said adding immense hand gestures to dramatize the performance.

“Ha, ha very funny.” He said sarcastically. I hadn’t realised that we were the only two still on the beach.

“It’s true though.” I murmured, starting to head towards the steps. He grabbed my arm, causing me to turn back to him.

“But you worried me. I don’t care where you went, just that you got back safely.” He said.

“But I did get back safely, why can’t you just be ok with the fact that I was awake and a bit restless. So I went for a walk with my friends, and we talked then we went and saw the sunrise.”

“What did you talk about...me?” He teased, smirking.

“Actually, we talked about all you guys...and other stuff. But that’s not important, let’s go.” I tried to pull away from him, but he still had a firm grip on my arm.

“What other stuff?” He asked, pulling me back so I was right in front of him.

“Other stuff that girls talk about, ok?” I looked away from his eyes. I really couldn’t bare it anymore. “Don’t you know enough about me already?” I whispered. Immediately he loosened his grip on my arm.

“Sorry.” He replied softly.

I decided not to be all huffy about this, so I casually walked home, unlike how I originally was planning to. I kept glancing over at Josh the whole way home, somehow, I think he was doing the same to me, except only when I wasn’t looking. So I looked at him for a while, then he looked over at me. Straight away he looked forward, like he hadn’t even seen me.