Bloodshot; A Michael Clifford Fanfic {5SOS} (COMPLETE)

Chapter 15; Deep Part 2

    I pull into the sandy parking lot. We're at the beach, and the sun is about to set. I can't stop moving and feel so jittery. I'm too excited to say anything, so I hop out, open Chelsea's door and as soon as she steps out I kiss her on the lips harshly.

Out of breath, I press my forehead against hers and whisper, "you're gonna love this."

She smiles at me and and kisses my lips softly. I pull away and open the trunk of my car. I get out 2 candles, a blanket, and my guitar.

I approach Chelsea who was standing on the sandy sidewalk. "Ready?" I ask her with determination.

"What are all of these for?" She asks, gesturing toward the items in my hand.

I shrug my shoulders. "I guess you'll have to see when we get to the right spot." And with that, I smile and walk down to the beach.

Chelsea and I both loved the beach for the same reason. You can smell the salt, it almost made your mouth water just from all the moisture in the air. The air smelled crisp and you can feel a gust of air every time a wave crashes down onto the shore. The sound of the seagulls, the soft sand in between your toes, the warm air during the day, the cool air at night. Her family would always invite me to go camping with them on the beach, or even just to spend the day at the beach. It was always so fun because of course, i've had a crush on her, so I just loved admiring her every move. The way her long, brown hair would flow in the wind, the way she would try to run in the soft sand, but then trip because t was just too difficult to run properly. She would take off her clothes, revealing a swimsuit underneath it that would compliment her beautifully sun kissed body. It took all my might to not just crouch into a ball and start crying because I had always believed that I would just be a friend to her. But here we are, about to have our second date on this very beach that her and I have spent so much time together on, under the stars.

"Right here." I mumble as I find a fire pit with burnt wood scattered everywhere.

I set down the items I was carrying, other than the blanket, which I flapped in the wind and then set it down as smooth as possible. Chelsea instantly sat down and sighed heavily. She lay on her back and stared at the orange and pink sky.

"Wow." She said breathlessly, staring at the sky.

"Wow" I mumble ever so quietly, staring at her.

I bent down and grabbed the candles, and lit both of them with a very small pouch of matches I had in my pocket. I set both the candles in front of us, I left my guitar in it's place, sat against a rotten log.

"Look at the sunset! Oh my gosh!" Chelsea sat up quickly and pointed to the sky.

I smiled and looked in the direction she was pointing. Red, orange, purple, pink, yellow, it was like we were living inside of a painting.

"Isn't it just so beautiful? Why don't we come here more often?" Chelsea asks me, laying down and snuggling her body into mine.

"I don't know... Would you like to come here more often?" I ask her, running my fingers through her hair.

"Yes." She breathes.

"Okay." Is all I say, and I kiss the top of her head.

We both sit in a comfortable silence as we watch the sun set slowly, all of the different colors swirling about in a colorful aura. I couldn't help but to stare off into space as I wrap my arms around Chelsea, her sitting between my legs. As the sun touches the horizon, the sky turns to a dark purple or violet color. We both watch as the sun disappears, giving us little light, then we are soon left in the dark.