summer love / lewis redman

day 9

"This is our second weekend in Ibiza, which means we now know how to drink and not get ourselves killed!" Harry cheered into his handheld camera, holding it at arm's length. "Are we all ready to take on the city?"

He panned the camera to face his friends, passing over each of them. Lucy was giving Harry a quizzical look from where she sat, Lewis' arm resting around her shoulders. Harry let out a laugh, doing a double take and directing the camera just at Luciana. He zoomed in on her confused expression, letting out a loud laugh.

"What is this?" She asked, her beautiful face contorting into a puzzled mask.

"Harry, well - all of them, actually, except for me - they make Youtube videos." Lewis explained, turning to face Lucy while he let his hand drop over her shoulder and trace on her upper arm.

"Like the girls who do makeup?" Lucy asked, smiling slightly.

"Yeah, well only Simon and Josh do makeup videos," JJ cut in, making all of them laughing loudly - Lucy included.

She liked Lewis' friends, they were funny and didn't act weird because there was a girl there. In fact, as much as it made her embarrassed, she appreciated that they also were just as hard on her as each other. It made her feel like she belonged, not like she was an intruder.

"Let's get going, yeah?" Vik asked, standing up and dusting off his jeans. Lewis stood, holding out a hand to pull Luciana up. He dropped her hand once she was standing, and she curled her fingers into her palm, almost finding herself wishing he'd held it longer.

She'd felt weird inside since he'd showed up for dinner last night. She knew that Lewis had an enchanting aura, and an exhilarating touch. But she'd never considered the way he made her heart sink every day that she had seen him, how his voice made her want to smile every single second she heard it. 

Luciana wasn't sure if it was infatuation or something more than that, but she decided it was easier not to overthink it. She let the boys talk as they walked to a club a few blocks away, their English words so fast that it was hard to follow what they were saying, because they all spoke over each other and so it was impossible to follow just one person's speech. 

"You okay?" Lewis asked, his voice low in her ear. Lucy turned, smiling up at Lewis. He was so considerate, and he picked up on her challenge without her saying a word. It was curious, because no man she'd met, even the ones that spoke her own language, had ever spoken her language quite like Lewis did in that moment.

Lucy mustered up some courage and reached out, slipping her fingers into his. Lewis stared down at their fingers, laced together, bumping between their hips as they walked. Lucy stared straight ahead, but when she felt Lewis' eyes on her she finally turned to see him.

He was smiling, and his grip on her fingers tightened. Lucy bit her lip, facing forward again and jogging, dragging Lewis after her as she caught up to the rest of the guys.

"Do you like this place, Luciana?" Simon asked, turning to look at her. His eyes drifted to their hands and then back to her face, acting as if nothing was out of the ordinary. 

Lucy nodded, leading the way through the front door. They all split again, heading towards the bar before going their own ways. "Two rum and cokes." Lewis ordered, leaning over the bar and getting the attention of the bartender.

Luciana perched herself on a free stool, and Lewis let one arm wrap around her shoulder while the other palm held him up against the bar. "Thanks, London." Luciana grinned, biting her lip as she looked up at Lewis. He took a sip from his drink, giving her a sultry look. There was a guy over her shoulder, right in his line of vision, his eyes raking over Luciana as Lewis watched him.

His stomach sank angrily, and he leaned into her, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered. "You look sexy,"

Lucy smirked up at him, batting her thick eyelashes as her eyes scanned over his sharp jawline, his skin which had grown more tanned over the week. "You think so?"

Lewis smirked back at her, dipping his head a little lower. "I wonder if what's underneath looks better?"

She turned to catch his lips in a short kiss, pulling back just enough to look him in his eyes. "There's nothing underneath."

Lewis suddenly felt his eyes torn away from the guy watching them, and found his eyes raking over her body. "Do you want to find some place private?" Lewis asked after a moment, finding Lucy's eyes on his.

She nodded, pushing her stool back and standing up quickly. Lewis grabbed his drink, gulping down the last mouthful. Then, as a second thought, he grabbed Lucy's and finished it as well before grabbing her hand and letting her drag him to the back hallway. She leaned against the wall, giving him a look from the corner of the eye.

Lewis stuck his head in the door, seeing that the only person in the toilets was one guy in a stall. He reached out the door and grabbed her hand, dragging her in behind him and stepping back into a stall, locking it behind them. His back suddenly hit the stall door as Luciana shoved him back, his lips attaching to his instantly. She pulled his buttons apart, one of them snapping off and clattering to the grimy floor. 

Once his shirt was off his shoulders, he started grabbing the bottom of her tight black dress, shoving it up to her waist. She wasn't kidding when she said there was nothing else between then, and Lewis let out a groan as she grabbed the waist of his pants, pulling him closer as he bit down on her lip, and she started undoing the buckle of his pants.

Luciana spun Lewis around, pushing him back so he was sitting down on the toilet seat, his hands holding her hips as she climbed on his lap, attaching their lips. Suddenly, the bathroom door banged open and a group of voices entered the bathroom, forcing Lucy and Lewis to go quiet, her hand covering his mouth.

The men stayed for a minute before they all headed out again, by which time the mood had already been ruined. Lucy got up, licking her lips and adjusting her dress and hair again as Lewis buttoned up his shirt again, realizing one of the middle buttons was missing.

They both stayed quiet as Luciana grabbed his hand, glancing both ways before they both stepped out of the toilets and leaned against the wall outside, her hands wrapped around his arm.

Lewis rolled his head along the wall to look at her, and Lucy giggled as she lifted her thumb, wiping away a trace of her lipstick from Lewis' mouth. He grabbed her wrist, stopping her before it was all gone.

"Leave it," He said, his voice faint over the sounds of the club. "I want them to know I'm with you."