Summer of Promises

Chapter 13

After a long night of tossing and turning, I decided to get up and go to the beach. I grabbed my guitar, and quietly made my way out of the hotel. Considering it was only seven in the morning, nobody was out there. I dragged my feet through the sand, and finally found a little log to sit on.

The morning breeze was relaxing, and the sight of the sunrise was beautiful. The pinks and oranges reflected into the water, lighting up the whole beach. I grabbed my guitar from my lap, and started strumming. I tried to play the chorus of Wake Me Up, but I kept on messing up. I sighed in frustration, and set down my guitar on the log as I made my way towards the water. I let the water come over my feet and bury them in the sand. There was no way that the little encounter that Niall and I had last night would be leaving my mind soon. I picked up the biggest rock I could find and chucked it into the water, letting a little scream leave my lips.

Why did I have to mess this up? It was stupid of me to think that he would actually feel the same way for me. I mean, he is famous. But most of the time, I forget that he is. When im with him, he just seems like Niall, the adorable, fun, and loving Irish boy. Sighing for the fifth time that morning, I run my hands through my hair and went back over to my guitar.

I start to play again, this time being successful. For that moment, I forgot all my problems, my surroundings, and just played. The words flowed out of my mouth without even realizing it. I got to the second verse, and to my surprise, another voice accompanied me. I jumped a little, but kept on playing knowing very well who it was.

I moved over to make room for him to sit with me. I do have to admit, our voices did sound good together.

I stopped playing and looked over at him. His hair was messy, and his eyes were still clouded with sleep. He must of just woke up, I thought to myself. He had a pair of gray sweatpants on and no shirt.

“So. What are we doing today?” He asked.

“Sight seeing?” I asked, not sure of what else there was left to do.

“Sounds fine to me!” He smiled and pulled me up to get ready.

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“My feet hurt..” I whined as Niall and I made our way down a little path.

“Then get on!” He crouched down, motioning for me to get on his back.

“Uh Niall, I'll break your back..” I laughed as I tried to walk past him.

“No you wont! Just get on!” I slowly propped myself on his back, and he stood up. “See. You weigh as much as a feather.”

We've been exploring the little town for a few hours now, and things weren't as awkward as I thought they would’ve been.

“Truth or dare!” Niall half screamed.

“Dare.”

“Ok. I dare you to go up to the old man up there and call him grandpa.”

If you knew anything about me, you would know I never turn down a dare. I hopped off Niall's back and fixed my hair real quick. “Excuse me..” I tapped on the old mans shoulder. “Are you my grandpa Al?” I asked. He furrowed his eyebrows and looked at me.

“Erm I don’t think so. I don’t have any kids...” He said, still looking at me.

“Oh... Well have a nice day.” I walked away and smirked at Niall. “Done.”

“Ok Niall, truth or dare?” He studied me for a second.

“Dare.”

“I dare you to tell me the truth about what happened yesterday.”

Niall's jaw dropped and he looked me in the eyes. “Well.. um...”

_____________________________________________________________________________This is a total filler. I know. Its comlete shit. Im sorry. I promise the next chapter will be much better! I wrote this really quickly. Omg. Please dont hate me. Sorry. Anywho. 

I made a birthday video for Eleanor, and i was really proud of it. and yesterday, SHE SAW IT. SHE WAS THE FRICKEN VIDEO THAT I MADE FOR HER. AND SHE SAID IT WS LOVELY. -DEAD- 

Lol anyways. I love you guys and Imma try to update tomorrow or Thursay! So anywho, thank you all for reading! - Brooke