The Favour (COMPLETE)

Chapter 11.

Rahul

"I'm sorry I slapped you last night," Leyla whispers zipping up her coat against the cold wind blowing from the sea, so it reaches her neck.
"No worries doll face," I smile back taking her hand in mine, "in such big countries such small things keep happening." She smiles at this and I smile back continuing to walk down the beach. 
"Smooth," she laughs-something I've never heard come out of her mouth before. 
"Whoa, is Leyla laughing?" I stop dead in my tracks forcing Leyla to stop next to me.
"Shut up Rahul Khanna," she smiles tilting her head to one side. She has a devious look on her face, one I've never seen before. I feel my smile slowly falling off my face before a splash of cold water hits me. Leyla unhooks her hand from mine and begins running off up the beach towards my parents. 
"Oi!" I shout beginning to chase after her. I watch as Leyla's hair flies behind her as she picks up speed. As I gain on her I put my hand in the cool water and cup it throwing it into the air after her. It misses and ends up spraying into the air landing on my mum who's talking to my dad about the map. I feel my mouth drop as my mum turns to look at.
"I'm..." I can't help but laugh as she storms towards me and lands a hand on arm before cupping some water and throwing it into my face. Before you know it the whole family is knee deep in the ice cold water of this Welsh beach splashing each other and laughing like a 'normal' family. If you stood on the outside and looked in you would never guess that the girl with the dark brown hair and huge grin on her face was Leyla, and you would never guess that I have been at war with my parents since I can remember. I stand and watch for a minute wondering why things can't always be like this. Suddenly I feel two hands push against my arm and turn, tripping over my own feet, landing on my butt in the pool of freezing water. I feel my pants become wet from the salty water and look up to see Leyla, a guilty expression painted on her face, with her arms outstretched. My parents are laughing as I put my hand into the water and push myself up to standing. Slowly Leyla lowers her hands and can tell by my face that I want to get my own back on her. She skirts past me and begins running again. I run after her and put my arms around her waist lifting her up into the air and spinning her round as she shrieks. I put her down gently onto the sand and she turns to face me, her smile actually reaching her eyes for once. I open my mouth to say something but words fail me. She just looks so beautiful, like I've never seen her look before. The wind wipes her hair across her face so I stretch out my hand and brush it away making Leyla blush. I feel myself leaning forward, like this time something is going to happen, I want it to happen. I think I'm in...
"Come one guys!" I hear my dad shout and feel the spots of heavy rain drops begin to fall. I look up and suddenly the skies open. I feel Leyla put her hand in mine and beginning pulling me in the direction of the dirt path which leads back to the house. 

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"Hey?" I hear a small voice behind me and turn to see Leyla, her hair dry after her shower dressed in a pair of jogging bottoms and a vest top.
"Hey," I smile dumping my towel into the bath in my ensuite. 
"Do you have a spare hoody?" Leyla asks leaning against the door frame as I dry my hands on a hand towel, "I got my only one wet today." I smile remember the water fight we had with my parents. They were acting so immature and free like I've never seen them before.
"Sure," I walk towards my wardrobe and open the doors. I reach into the coathangers and pull out a grey hoody with a Versace logo on the back in white print. I hand it to Leyla who takes it and slips it on.

"Thanks," she smiles before walking towards the kitchen. I find myself staring after her and have to shake my head to bring myself back to life. What has gotten into me?!