From the Beginning (One Direction Fanfiction)

Chapter 26

Chapter 26

Sara's P.O.V. 

Louis and I had made to Italy safely and it was so nice to be back. During my childhood, my parents would take my sister and I here a lot. Every second summer we would go back and see my family and spend some time at the beach. Louis and I planned to tour all of Italy in the 2 weeks that we were there and spend lots of time at the beach. 

"Ready to go?" Lou asked. 

"Yep!" I grabbed my camera as Louis stood at the door to the hotel room with his sunglasses, swim shorts and a muscle shirt waiting for me. I threw it in our beach bag and we walked out to the car. Louis felt more comfortable to be in Italy with me than he would be with the boys because I knew Italian so I could translate for him and speak back to whoever was talking to us. He grabbed my hand as we walked through the hallway and looked down and smiled at me. 

The drive was only about 5 minutes to the beach but clearly word got out that Louis and I were here because Italian fans were running up to us and asking Louis for an autograph and a picture with both of us. There were some level-headed fans and then there were the ones that went crazy when they saw us. I'm pretty sure somebody ripped off a little bit of Louis' shirt. 

We put our towels down on the sand and sat down to eat lunch. Every 5-10 minutes a fan would run up and interrupt us but I was used to it already. When we finished eating, we decided to go for a swim. Louis dragged me in deeper and deeper until I was fully under water and then he would pull me just a bit closer to shore. 

"Uh, Lou..." I said hesitantly, looking to my right.

"Yeah, Love?" 

"Turn around... and get out of the water," I demanded. "NOW!" He turned and looked in the direction I was looking and saw something small and grey sticking out of the water. He grabbed my hand and sprinted out of the water just in time. He had a look of horror on his face as he pushed me ahead of him so I got out of the water first. We were only about five feet from shore but it was enough to panick us.

Louis was holding my waist guiding me forward and out of the water at rapid rates. We made it out just in time as a huge shark, I'd say about 13 feet long swam by right in front of our eyes. I guess it surfaced itself to look for food. Our eyes were popping out of our heads as we realized that the shark was only about 10 meters from us before we realized that it was there. 

I grabbed Louis' shaky hand in mine and walked towards our blankets. We got to the spot where we thought we put them and realized they weren't there. 

"This was our spot, wasn't it?" Lou was clearly confused.

"I could have sworn it was." We looked at each other in pure confusion as we walked up and down parts of the beach to try and find our stuff. We finally gave up and decided to go back to the car because it was already getting late. We laughed the entire way back to the car because somebody had actually stolen our stuff. It was a good idea I put my camera back in the car and hid it when I had the chance. The only thing stolen was our towels and picnick basket. 

Louis' P.O.V. 

It was only our third day in Italy and I had already had a part of my shirt torn off, almost got attacked by a shark and had our stuff stolen. I wondered how the other boys and their girlfriends were holding up. Sara and I went to a small restaurant for supper where I ordered a plate of lasagna. I expected a small piece, maybe a quarter of the size of my plate, but ended up getting a piece that was almost bigger than my plate. 

"How do you eat all of this and stay so skinny?" I looked up in horror towards Sara who was laughing. 

"You eat small bits of it at a time," she said, still laughing. I picked up my fork and knife and slowly started digging into my massive plate of lasanga. We finished eating and I jokingly asked Sara to roll me back to our hotel. I was so full I couldn't breathe or walk right. Sara just walked beside me continuously laughing at my reaction to all of that food.