Reality *John Pearce Fan Fiction

Swim

We walked inside.

''Your house is beautiful.'' I said. He smiled.

''Wanna go swimming?" He asked, pointing to the back yard.

"I didn't bring anything.''

''It's okay. I'll go get you something.'' John later came down with a white oversized T-shirt, some swim shorts, and a purple bikini. I looked at him funny. ''Here you go,'' motioning to the swimming outfits, ''I didn't know what you would like.''

''A bikini?'' I laughed, while lightly picking up the bikini in John's arms.

He laughed while rubbing the back of his neck and looking down slightly. ''Yeah, they were my brother's girlfriend Alesia's, that she left her.''

''Oh.'' I said. I grabbed the bikini and the white T-shirt. ''Where's your bathroom?" He pointed down the hall. I got changed and walked out, while putting my hair in a ponytail. I saw John sitting on the couch, watching TV. He was already changed when I walked in.

"You ready?" He asked.

''Yep.'' I said, while grabbing the towel that John had gotten for me. I sat in one of the chairs with my sunglasses on as John took of his shirt. Wow, he was fit! He dived into the pool. He came up and ran his hands through his hair. I took my sunglasses off. I smiled and went and sat on the edge of the pool, with my feet in the water. John smiled and swam towards me, standing in between my legs. I laughed as he rose up and gave me a kiss. I put my hands on his chest and pushed him back into the water. He rose back up with an expressionless face. He slowly started to swim over to me. I laughed nervously, wondering what he's going to do. He started to smile as he grabbed my hand. I felt relieved and smiled, but before I knew it, he pulled me into the water. All I could hear from underwater was John laughing. As I came back up, I playfully glared at him. I turned around in the water to look at him.

''You're going to get back at me, aren't you?" He asked with a scared smile.

''Yep.'' I said, before getting out of the pool.

As we went inside, I decided to go to the bathroom to get changed. I started to pull the shirt off. It was about up to me rib when John said,

''Whoa.... Did not think I would see that.''

I gave him a weird smile and went into the bathroom. I started to brush out my hair with my fingers, and put my bra and underwear on, and when I looked down, my shirt and short's were soaked. I just stood there and stared at them for a minute. I opened the door a crack.

''Uhhhh... John?"

"Yeah?"

''Ummmm... My clothes are all wet. Do you have an extra short and shorts? Maybe some left from Alesia?''

''Uhhh, no. But I do have some of my clothes that you can wear.''

''Okay.'' I said hesitantly. I could hear John running up and down the stairs.

''Here.'' He said, ''They're kind of big.'' I laughed at him. I came out in a dark blue sweatshirt and black basketball shorts.