Louis P.O.V.
I took a deep breath and fixed my hair. I started walking towards her...
"Brittany," I spoke. That was all I could get out before her eyes widened and she dropped her combos. She started scrambling backwards, though she was still sitting.
"G-get the hell away from me." She choked out. I sighed. This might be a lot harder than expected...
"Look babe-"
"Don't. Call. Me. That." She growled.
"Brittany please."
"Please what? I don't wanna be around you!" She yelled, tears streaming down her face. I felt horrible that I did this.
"You don't understand! I regret ever agreeing-"
"Exactly. You AGREED! YOU JUST CHOSE TO RIP MY HEART OUT! JUST GET AWAY!!" She yelled. With that, she dashed out of the Deli.
No. I wasn't going to let her get away this easily. Not again.
I started after her, trying to be quiet. She heard me and turned to face me. I smiled at her and she looked me right in the eye.
"I hate you." She spoke. My heart just stopped.
She hates me.
I love her.
What to do?
DUH YOU IDIOT!!!! GET HER TO LOVE YOU!!!!!
Without warning, I ran to her and crashed my lips on hers. What am I doing?
Well duh! I have absolutely NO idea!
Brittany didn't kiss back, but instead bit my lip. Dammit. I looked her in the eye as she backed away from me.
"I hate you." She said again. With that she ran off. I stood there, watching her get away.
Again.
Brittany P.O.V.
Of course I enjoyed the kiss...
Just... I can't love him. He broke my heart and it can't be fixed with glue.
Well glue in this case being him kissing me unexpectedly...
I kept running until I reached my house. I knew he'd find me here so I grabbed my laptop. As the screen brightened, I looked up local apartments for sale.
I found a nice one from a building called Chestnut Gardens. (A/N: I honestly don't know if its real...) It's located in Hollywood. I decided the next day I'd drive around in search of a job. Then I'd mix my savings and job money into buying it. It was just $600 over what I can afford.
I checked the time. 8:02. I didn't bother changing into a bikini, I ran outside. The beach is only a 10 minute walk, 6 minute jog, 4 minute mad dash. Guess which I was doing.
In about 4 minutes, I reached the edge of the beach. There was just some light peaking through the clouds. Just a piece of it was under the horizon. I smiled as I remembered this feeling, then frowned remembering why I was here.
I dove in before I could release a tear. I needed to think, and the cave was my main thinking point.
On my way there, a storm caught on. I saw giant waves on the surface and then an unfortunate sight.
A small motorboat being tossed about by the waves. I worried a bit. What if somebody falls out?
As if on cue, the boat flipped over and a familiar boy was tossed out.
Louis.
What do I do? Do I save him? He was knocked unconscious by the force of the waves. If I don't save him, he'll die. If I do, he'll think I love him again.
Shit.
I dashed over to his sinking body, really deep in the water. I wrapped my arms around his torso and started swimming up. When I reached it, land was far off. I wasn't exactly the strongest person, could I drag him back to the beach?
When I turned, the small cave wasn't far off. About 1/4 of a mile.
That I could do.
I started swimming with Louis still in my arms. He disgusted me, but I've had enough death in my life. I didn't need a worldwide sensational heart throb to drown.
I took the small opening on the outside of the cave and swam in. The sun was long gone now. I swam over to the smooth rock and lay him down.
What do I do now?
Not thinking, I placed my lips on his. No, not to kiss him. To give him mouth to mouth. I plugged his nose and tried a couple times. Then I placed my head on his chest. A very slow heartbeat was thumping. I tried again and again until a somewhat steady heartbeat was taking place. Then, I tried one more time.
I felt Louis start breathing and then something unexpected.
He was kissing me back.
I pulled away and looked him in the eye.
"I knew you couldn't resist me." He smiled. I rolled my eyes. He is probably the biggest jerk in the history of jerks.
But he's my jerk.
No he's not!
Yeah right.
He tore my heart into a billion pieces.
So? Forgive and forget.
BUT I DONT WANT TO!
What can he do about it now? All is said and done.
Exactly. Said and done. I won't let my feelings get to me.
Then what's the point of having them?
SHUT UP CONSCIENCE.
"Brittany?" A voice spoke. I jumped and glared at him.
"What." I spoke sternly.
"The storm is over." He stood up. "We should be getting back."
"Back? We're 15 miles from home. Do you want to swim that far and risk leeches, sharks, stingrays, crabs, and who knows what?" I barked.
"Well no I guess not..."
"Fine. Now I'm going to find your boat."
"But it's dark..."
"So? I have somewhat night vision." I glared at him. This was the boy I loved.
I dove into the pool and swam out. My tail was faintly glowing its weird color. I kept swimming and swimming around the cave.
Oh yay. The storm carried it out.
I swam towards the horizon a bit more but nothing caught my eye. Well, except that whale swimming underneath me.
Hold up, that's not a whale.
My eyes widened as I pumped my tail back the way I came. The shark was a bit close, but I kept swimming.
Of course sharks are the one animal I couldn't talk to.
Then an idea popped into my head I turned to see the shark. I raised my hand and boiled all the water surrounding me. It was like a wall, nothing could get over it.
Once the shark was gone, I began the trip back to the cave.
Aw shit. Which way was it again?
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