Moving Day

Beach Days

I threw on my bikini, (the one in the picture above) and added my waterproof makeup.. I slipped on some faded jean shorts and jumped into my white flip flops. Weston was already at the bottom of the stairs when I came down. I grabbed my bag, stuffing $200, a water bottle, sunscreen and sunglasses into it. "I called a Uber, it'll be here in 10." Weston said, putting his flip flops on. He was wearing mint green swim shorts and a blake top for the ride.

A few minutes later, the Uber pulled up, and again, Weston held the door open for me. We hopped into the car and took off. The beach was around five minutes away, and we could've walked, but yesterday was a late night. We got there quickly and paid the Uber driver. Of course we had security guards following us, but they wore different clothes so it wasn't so easy to spot them.

We found a spot near the water and laid our towels out, we took off our non - bathing suit clothes and as soon as I did that, Weston grabbed my waist and flung me into his arms. He carried me like I weighed nothing at all. He held me right above the cold ocean. "WESTON!" I yelled, trying to get out of his arms. "Give me a kiss or you get soaked." Weston said with a laugh. I leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. He laughed, "I'll count that this time." He said, turning towards the warm sand.

We spent the whole day, chasing each other, tanning, making youtube blogs, musical.ly's, snap chatting and posting things on Instagram. We did run into a few fans, and Weston introduced me, and they even wanted me in their pictures with him! It was a great day, and at around 7, Weston told me that he had a surprise for me. He wrapped his shirt around my eyes and led me around for a few minutes. I felt the ground change from soft, slippery sand into something easier to walk on. "Okay..." He said. "3...2...1" He took off the blindfold, and I froze.

There was a beautiful sunset, purples, reds, oranges, pinks, yellows and blues filled the sky. "Wow..." I whispered. I felt Weston put his arm around me as we stood there. Seconds turned into minutes, and we had been standing there until the sun finally set. "Mia." Weston said, kneeling down. "I know we just met, and I know that you deserve better, but I like you Mia... No... I love you..." He said looking up at me. "I love you to." I confessed quietly. "And I know the other's will hate me, but I can live with that. I will do anything for you." He said. He pulled out a ring. "I got this for you. It says M + W on the inside." It was stunning, a sliver ring with a diamond, he knew I didn't like gold, and it made me tear up. "Will you be my girlfriend?" He asked. I took a deep breath.