One Love Leondre x Reader

Part 3

As we continued to sit and watch the sunset and stare out onto the waves in silence. Leo finally spoke up. ''So what do you like to do in your spare time?''

I shrugged, took another sip and then replied ''Draw, write poems, listen to music'' I paused ''the typical emo child activities'' I pointed to my longboard ''and clearly I like to skateboard'' 

''Can I read one?'' He asked. I glanced over at him, taking in his pretty face and furrowed my eyebrows in confusion ''Your poems.'' He says, to which I nod slowly. 

The two of us kept talking for what seemed like hours. At some point, we had gotten up and began to walk along the water's edge. Loe had this vibe, his ora was radiating off him, making me feel comfortable. I felt safe. I felt appreciated. 

Suddenly, I felt a pair of arms around my waist and I was then lifted up. I let out a small squeal of surprise causing Leo to chuckle. Before I fully adjusted to being carried by the Leondre Devries, the warmth of the both of our bodies was suddenly replaced by the harsh coldness of the sea water. I was underwater for a matter of seconds when I resurfaced I saw Leo running back to our spot, smirking. Luckily I left my phone with my skateboard back on the beach AND luckily my makeup was waterproof.  The bonfire had begun to grow bigger as more and more people began finding driftwood. Me and Leo soon made our way over to the fire. We took our seats on a log next to the fire, its heat radiating over me, warming me up after my quick dip in the ocean. As it got darker and the sun disappeared, the breeze off the ocean picked up. I began to shiver, it was getting cold.
''Take this'' Leo said taking off his jumper. I shook my head. ''I insist'' He said looking deep into my eyes, who could say no. 

''Fine'' I say taking the jumper and heading away from the group to change.

Leo's POV

I knew I shouldn't have been looking but I couldn't resist. I watched as she removed her shirt. Black bra - but then what else did I expect. I definitely think I like her.. maybe even love her. She has a wonderful figure  that was now hiding under my jumper. I forced myself to look away, not wanting to look like a creep.

The rest of the evening I spent at the bonfire talking to y/n, cuddling up to her, to keep her warm, making my heart beat like crazy.