Is it love? Grace's story 🔞 Adam or Owen?

Long Island beach

Grace's point of view.

2 weeks later.

After waking away from the restaurant, I felt like a complete and utter idiot, truth be told.

I walked into the nearest pub, it was a little jazz bar, the look if this place seems it was set back in the 1920's era, you know one of them bars that were open during the prohibition on alcohol.

I felt like drinking to rid of feeling, he made a fool out of me. I sigh asking for a gin and lemonade, even the look off this bartender told me i didn't need to look in the mirror.

As I waited I sat at the bar, with a fazed look from a guy I recognised, but not actually met officially, but it did really matter to be honest, I just need to drink for the next few hours, take mind mind off things.

As I avoid Adam, he tried calling and texting, but now I need to get my head back into the game.

Mateo had already been on my case about staying on target, Matt had tried talking me into watching another of Colin's gigs, for over the next week but I avoided going or even wanting to talk about anything, even Colin was worried.

He said, come on kitten, it's not like you so quite, plus Doris would love to see you, I grumbled and added, send her my regards.

So I decide to pick up my phone, and call some old friends who I use to be in my band with mid week to go do some surfing this weekend. 

I missed the smell of the sea, the waves crashing, the feel of the sand between my toes, and the feeling of freedom riding the waves.

So today is Saturday and according to my 4 friends, long island beach was also great for cliff diving into the sea.

We set early from new york at 4.30 am to arrive at 6am, After spending all morning surfing we decided to take a break, drink some coffee and talk about the fact that I should of called them before this week, and getting the band to do a gig in new york.

Adam's point of view. 

I don't know what happened, Fiona said she was getting on great with her, Owen just shrugged his shoulders.

I tried ringing, texting, even after I left the restaurant, I went to her place, no answer, no lights on.

I rang Matt, he said she had been in work but wasn't her usual self, even colin said he didn't know why but she were not herself, she had even been turning down nights out with them all.

I had planned for weeks to go surfing to long island beach, seems fiona is still hanging on, even though she doesn't surf, but each to there own. I didn't care as long as I could surf, we were running late, we ended up stuck in traffic after Owen got up late.

Arriving on the beach, I stepped out of he van, breathing in that sea air, oh man that smell is incredible... its the smell of freedom.

I quickly stripped down placing on my wetsuit, I grab my board and make my way towards the sea, stepping in I stand to taking it all in, watching others surfer. 

Then I spotted her, I thought I was hallucinating, I watch her smiling like an angel, stood on her board, I felt frozen, unsure what to do, I want to talk to her, I saw her with some friends 3 guys and a girl.

I Decided to leave her for the time being, maybe it fate, but I need to decide what to say to her, to ask why she wasn't speaking to me.

Owen catches me off guard, yo you coming in mate? I nod.