Lost Love

Chapter 1

Esme's POV

I lay on the lounge chair by the pool, a mock tail on the side table and my raybans on my head, a slight breeze whistling through my curly brown hair and the familiar giggles escaping the lips of my annoying family.

I'm in heaven, well not heaven, I'm in the beautiful country of Tunisia. And we even have a beach view! The beach is only a couple of metres away it's like a dream come true.

"Esme, come and play ball." My younger brother Ethan whines, pulling my hand for me to get up. "Ethan, how many times, stop it! I don't want to play ball!" I say lifting my raybans above my head, my eyes exposed to the sunlight. Ethan runs off tears in his bright blue eyes as I drink my mock tail and stroll to the bar area to top up. You can already see that I have caught a tan which was exactly my aim this year.

As I make my way back to my place I notice a blonde boy in my lounge chair. "Excuse me?" He looks into my direction after acknowledging my presence. "Oh hey." He says looking me up and down. "That place is kinda taken." I say pointing at the pink bath towel lying on the back of it. "Oh I'm so sorry I though they where already included." He hands me the towel but still stays seated.

What a dick head.

"You know what they say, finders keepers, losers weepers." He smirks and waves me goodbye.

I turn on my heels and walk towards Ethan's direction placing my towel on the side and running into the pool. "Esme!" He grins rubbing towards me with his chubby hands clasping the ball. I see dad on the other side of the pool giving me "the eyes" meaning play nice and mom with a huge smile on her face.

If only everything was this enjoyable back home.

We make our way back up to our hotel room, Ethan jumping off of my back and pretending he was buzz lightyear rushing around the neat room. I end up going into my room after mom has decide we are going for a family meal tonight. This will be fun...

I end up face timing my gorgeous bestfriend Lee, he always knows what to say to make my day. "Hey Es! How's your hols? Any good?" He asks putting his face as close as it could possibly get to his face. "Yes, I suppose it's going ok, apart from the boys here, they are all such dickheads!" I say sticking out my bottom lip as he does the same. "Well you always have me babe!" I nod as he blows kisses through the camera. I rush towards my closet and pull out a black play suit and a little black dress. "Which one?" I ask him curiously. He taps his chin as if he was thinking. "Well with that tan you've caught I say the black play suit, you'll look hot in that one." He winks and I laugh putting the small black dress away.

"Okay imma see you soon love you beautiful!" I say as I put it down before he could say goodbye.

After a few hours a decide to put my hair up I swear I always always get so sweaty. I sit in front of the mirror brushing in my mascara lightly.

I feel the ground shake, my hand slips causing the mascara wand to smudge onto my cheek.

What on earth was that?

I rush into the living area were my brother and father are sat watching spongebob like nothing unusual had happened. Mom must be in her bedroom. "Oh your finally done!" Dad sighs before I escape back into my bedroom and hear him groan. I wipe the smudge from my tanned skin and re apply my mascara and decide to grab my converse as I have huge blisters and can't deal with the heels I also grab my clutch and appear into the living room. Mom is surprisingly already dresses, and actually she really does clean up well.

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