Martin Garrix Imagines

When I met you in Ibiza Pt.6

Martin's POV:
The cold water starts trickling my body down. This was definitely the best sex I've had for a while.
She gave me everything, she satisfied my needs. Her body is amazing, everything about her is so beautiful.
Even though we know each other just for some hours I feel so different.
It's a strange feeling. My head gradually stopped spinning, but this weird feeling in my stomach just became more intense than before.
Damn Garrix, don't you fall for her, I tell myself.

It wouldn't work. How should it work anyway? She will move to Barcelona and I will continue travelling around the whole world.
I will probably never see her again.

The cold water makes me realize that this here will all come to an end. At the latest when I have to leave Ibiza again, which is in two days. I don't know why, but my heart cramps at the thought of losing her.
I am falling for her. Fuck.

Trying to block my thoughts, I take the shampoo and start washing my hair.
It would be way nicer with her in this shower.
The idea forces a smile form on my lips.
It definitely would be better, but she slept so peacefully that I didn't want to wake her up.
I feel confused by myself. Normally I am not like that, but Luana makes me discover new sides of me. She makes me see the other side of me. After scrubbing my body with shampoo I let the cold water hit my body again.

I get out of the shower and quickly dry myself with a white towel from the hotel and put some boxers on. The freezing water woke me up, I just don't feel like sleeping anymore. Quietly I make my way to the bedroom, where I find Luana sleeping peacefully.
The sight makes my stomach flutter in a pleasant way. She looks so innocent in her dreams.

As I don't feel the need to sleep I decide to go to the balcony and relax a little bit.
Before leaving I grab my iPhone, that displays the time "5:35". The night passed extremely quick, too fast. I open the door and immediately warm air hits me. Even the nights in Ibiza are extremely warm, good that I have an air conditioner in my suite. I guess I would die without it. I slump on one of the two fluffy armchairs and look at the beach. It's still dark, but the moonlight is so bright, that it gets reflected on the sea's surface. Suddenly I hear loud laughters coming from another balcony. So I am not the only one, who's awake and sits on the balcony now. Ibiza never sleeps.

After some time I take my mobile phone in order to check out my social media accounts.
I haven't looked at them for several hours, what's unusual of me.
Luana just made me forget about everything.
I could only think about her and nothing else.
I type the password in my iPhone and immediately many messages pop up in the upper part of my screen. Before reading the messages, I decide to check Instagram and Facebook.
"Amazing show tonight.❤️👍"
"Martin I love youuu❤️"
"Plz come to the Philippines🙏🏼"
"The new song is sick🔝"
I read some of the comments, they immediately cheer me up. It reassures me that my effort actually pays off. I really enjoy this life, sometimes it just feels like a big dream.
After liking some picutes on Instagram I open Whatsapp and find some new messages.
Two of them are from Watse, the last one was sent one hour ago.
Fuck, I totally forgot about him.

"Where are you?"
"We are going to Pacha, if you want join us."
"I am in my suite, have fun.🙏🏼", I type and send it in the end. Quickly I reply to Louis and Emilio, who also asked me "where the hell I was at."
As I want to close the app I find another new message.

No, please not her. Should I even look at the messages? I told her that it's over. She just can't fuck with me. But I would like to see her excuse though.
Taking a deep breath I open the chat with her.
"Martijn, I know I made a big mistake, but please forgive me.", I read the first message, that constricts my chest at the thought of her with this guy.
"It was just an accident. Please give me one more chance.", now I remember how she begged him to fuck her.
"I know you don't want to talk to me now, take your time, but please think about us."