m a d d i e
that night at like 7:30
"ready?" Blake asked looking at me.
"yup." I said.
we walked outside into his car and began driving to the beach. we were about to meet tony and his friends there.
"I bet they do drugs." Blake said and I looked at him.
"drugs?"
"yeah. you know, like heroin and stuff."
"if they start doing heroin we can leave." I said and Blake nodded.
"I'll hold you to that. you better pull through." Blake said which made me laugh.
"Blake if you wanna leave, we'll go."
"good." he said.
when we pulled up to the beach I started looking around seeing if I could find tony.
Blake parked the car and I grabbed my bag.
"lets gooo." I said as we walked onto the beach.
Blake and I spotted a bonfire and made our way over to it.
"hey." I said looking at tony and he smiled standing up.
"what's up." he said stepping away from where he was sitting to get closer to me and Blake.
"oh, um guys, this is maddie and.." he trailed off looking at Blake.
"Blake." he reminded tony.
"right. um this is mark, jacob, paul, cody.." he went on and introduced everyone for a reason I don't know because I sure as hell am not gonna remember any of that.
"hi." I smiled, nicely greeting them all.
Blake and I sat down with them and they offered us a drink.
"oh, no thank you." I refused before Blake stepped in.
"please." he said sighing and one of the guys laughed handing him a bud light.
"stop being a dick." I whispered and he took a sip of his beer.
"can't help what I am." he whispered back.
we sat with the group of guys for a while before tony said my name.
"hey, maddie." he called for me and I looked over at him.
"yeah?" I answered politely
"do you wanna go for a walk?" he asked me and I agreed.
tony and I began to walk along the beach without conversation.
"so, tell me about yourself." Tony said and I laughed slightly.
"I hate talking about myself." I said and he looked at me.
"why?"
"I don't know what to tell you. I mean, my names maddie claire parker, my favorite animal is a giraffe and I like caprisun." I summarized, causing him to laugh.
"hey, that's a start. tell me real stuff. what makes you, you?"
"what makes you, you?" I asked him back and he raised his eyebrows.
"well, I'm a pretty independent person. don't spend much time at home because when I'm there, my parents tell me what to do and I don't respond well to authority. I hate being in a position I can't get out of and I spend most of my time at the beach." he stated before turning his head slightly towards me, "your turn."
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onsra // a shawn mendes fanfiction
Fanfictiononsra (n.) the bittersweet feeling that true love won't last