Love Hate

Chapter 13

"Beach in L.A,"

said Tony dramatically.

"This is ridiculous,"

I muttered, Louis nodding.

For the day, Louis and would be supposedly at the beach.

Somehow management had found a deserted beach area near some rocks.

We were making it out like we were being romantic at the beach.

So here we were, standing around on the beach, an eerie silence.

All the boys had gone shopping and cruising with Paul and others throughout L.A.  

Tony and some other management hadn't told Louis and I anything as we drove.

So we had to pose and act like a romantic movie couple. Pathetic was the word I thought of when I heard their 'genious' idea.

The worst part would have to have been the bikini.

Louis was shirtless and I had to wear some bright purple bikini.

Louis and I avoided eye contact the whole time.

I felt exposed but Louis looked amazing with his shirt off, the tattoos full blown, no peeking.

"So just imagine we aren't here ok?"

said Tony as the little group disappeared in the carpark

I sunk down onto the sand, wrapping my towel around me.

I held some sand in my hand, watching it as it fell through.

"So..."

I trailed, Louis smirking wildly.

He kicked his feet, sand flying towards me. Luckily I had glasses on but it got in my mouth.

Louis laughed like crazy as I spat on the sand, chugging down water.

"That was childish,"

I said, finishing half a bottle of water.

He laughed again, watching my face crumple at the taste.

He did it again an I growled as he poured it on my leg.

"I'm going to kill you Tomlinson,"

I growled, jumping up as I chased him towards the water, dropping my towel.

He ran in, frolicking around in the water.

He disappeared under further out as I reached the cold waters edge.

I waded out, looking around for the boy who always managed to make me mad.

I looked around. I couldn't see him. Had he come up?

I covered my face from the sun, when something grazed my foot, making me jump and scream.

I did a spin around to shore when I felt Louis's familiar hands on my waist.

"Tricked you,"

Louis breathed as his chin rested on my shoulder from behind.

My breath caught in my throat at how close he was and even though it was for pictures, I felt giddy.

He kissed my shoulder softly and I felt tingly.

I shouldn't feel this way. It was all fake. All for the public.

So I did what I normally would, get Louis back.

I spun out of his arms, splashing him with water.