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น้ำใจ (noun) (thai script) - sincere kindness; a true willingness to help others, even before they ask, without expecting anything in return

"Louis!" I walked down the steps to find Louis making a drink at the bar.

"Addison!" He playfully shouted back at me.

I stood on the other side of the bar, watching him pour a dark liquid into a short crystal glass. "We're about to dock, we have to go upstairs to the deck."

"Great timing." He smirked at me, grabbing his dark alcohol in one swift motion and beginning to walk up the steps.

"Did you have a fun time?" I asked, following him upstairs to the deck.

"I had a bloody amazing time. These past two days have been a blast. What about you?" Louis stood next to me as we walked to the pier, which we had successfully docked onto.

We were the last people to leave the yacht, everybody else was grouped on the wooden pier. "I'm really glad that I got to come."

"I'm glad you came, too." Louis gave me a close-lipped smile.

I could see Grayson walking over to me in the corner of my eye, my voice becoming distant and quiet. "Now it's back to real life. Back to college."

I tried to ignore him at first, pretending that he wasn't there. I was praying that he would leave me alone, walk off the yacht and never see me again. But I quickly gave up when I noticed him to be only a few feet away from me.

"I remember being in uni." Louis took a sip of his drink, letting it fill up his cheeks before swallowing. "Worst time of my life, I applaud you for finishing all your years."

"Hmm," I stopped walking once Grayson came close to Louis and I, looking down at my feet before looking up at him.

"Hey, uh." Grayson itched the back of his neck, his eyes glancing towards Louis, who was watching us with a confused yet interested look in his almost clear eyes.

"Lou, can you...?" I looked back at Louis, who hopped a few steps away, but didn't completely leave us alone.

"It was really nice to meet you, today." Grayson gave me a close-mouthed smile.

"Yeah, you too."

"Next time you're in Malibu, you should come hang out with my brother and I. We should be in Malibu for a couple more months, then we're going to New York." Grayson slipped me a crumpled-up rip of paper, him and Ethan's phone numbers written in scratchy handwriting. "But you know, just don't be a stranger if you're in the area."

"I don't think I can take this," Harry's concerned and jealous face flashed into my mind. "Harry's my..."

I peered back at Louis, who innocently gulped his drink and turned his head to the side, pretending as if he was never listening. I deeply exhaled through my nose and shifted my attention back to Grayson, who was patiently waiting for me to respond.

"Harry's my boyfriend." I sporadically blurted out and Louis choked behind me. "And Harry wouldn't really appreciate-"

Ethan cocked his head to the side. "And? I have a girlfriend, and so does Ethan. I just thought that you were a chill person, no intentions for anything more. But, if you still have a problem with that we can just pretend that this never happened-"

"My bad. Sorry for misreading that, really." I shook my head, red with embarrassment. I put the slip of paper in my purse. "I'll make sure to text you guys if I'm around."