Running Away (a Louis Tomlinson fanfic)

Chapter 6

Alice's Point of View

I woke early the next morning after a few hours of sleep and started to get ready.  Apparently the beach was kind of far away so Louis was picking me up early.  I put on my new bathing suit and examined myself in the mirror again.  I had a flat stomach and skinny arms and legs and an overall petit build, but I had decent sized boobs and quite the butt.  People always told me I had a good body, which I didn't exactly apreciate because I was usually pretty self concious, but I forced myself to act confident.  I pulled some ripped jean shorts over my bathing suit and put on a loose, flowy black top that I tucked in.  I put my curly hair into a pony tail and applied minimal make up seeing as I would probably get wet anyway.  I put a towel, some tanning lotion, and a bottle of water in a bag and zipped it up.  Just as I saw Louis pull into my drive way I slipped on my ray bans and slid my phone into my pocket.

I walked out to his car and got in the passenger seat.  "Hello love, are you excited?"  He asked, grinning like a kid on christmas morning.

"Yeah, I love the beach!  I can tell you're excited too." I laughed and he chuckled with me.  We picked up the other boys, except Liam who would be meeting us there with Danielle and headed to the beach.  After about and hour we finally got there.  We found Liam with Danielle, who hugged me excitedly, and we put our stuff down with theirs.

"So who wants to go in the water?"  Harry asked excitedly and all the other boys started taking off their shirts preparing to go swimming.

"You're coming too, yeah?"  Niall asked looking at Danielle and I.  She nodded and of corse I had to agree as well, seeing as I couldn't sit out here alone.  Danielle was gorgeous.  She stood in her simple black bikini like some kind of goddess.  She was about five or six inches taller than me, considering I'm only a little over 5'2", and she was skinny with long legs.  Realizing I was the only one still dressed I took off my shorts, quickly followed by my shirt and immediately felt naked as everyone turned to look at me.  I heard a wolf whistle, but could't figure out who it came from and someone mumbled "damn…"  My cheeks flushed as all four boys continued to look at me for, what hadn't even been a few seconds, but felt like hours.  They weren't really checking me out, but they were definitely looking.

"You have your belly button pierced?"  Harry asked.  I nodded looking down at the little diamond resting against my tan stomach.  I had it for so long I completely forgot it was there.  That's when I remembered something else.  I silently hoped they wouldn't notice the-

"Screw the belly button, you have a tattoo?!"  Zayn practically shouted interrupting my thought and confirming my fears.  I nodded again looking down at the outline of a heart on my hip, right above the bottom half of my bikini.

"When did you get that?"  Louis asked, laughing a little.

"Right when I turned fifteen.  My friend's brother worked at a tattoo place and he said he'd pierce my belly button and give me a tattoo, even though I wasn't eighteen."

"Why did you get it?" Niall chimed in.  It wasn't like they were criticizing me, it sounded like they were generally interested in what I had to say.

"Mostly because I wanted to look like a badass and make my dad mad.  Actually that's really the only reason I did it.  It was pretty dumb."  I laughed and they joined in with me as we started to make our way towards the ocean.  Everyone started to run in, but I stopped when my feet hit the water.  It was freezing.

"Aw, someone's scared."  Louis mocked me, coming back to shore where I was standing shivering.

"I'm not scared!" I protested, "The water's freezing!"  I tried to explain but Louis was already picking me up and slinging me over his shoulder. "NO, no no no no no! Put me down! I swear to God Louis Tomlinson…" But he just laughed while I pounded my fists on his muscular back.  The water was up to his thighs and he went to put me down, but I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck, and clung to his chest.