Chapter 4- New friends

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I told the boys to go out to the pool while I went up to change.

I really haven't unpacked everything so I had to go through some boxes to find my swimsuits. 

I think I tried on 10 bathing suites before I settled on one. Why is this so hard? I suddenly feel the need to look perfect, which I usually don't need to when I am just sitting at a pool. I looked at myself again in the mirror before I went back downstairs. I found a black one piece that was low cut down the front and had a high cut on the side, so high it showed half my mid-drift. I loved my one pieces and am so glad they're coming back.

I went back downstairs to find the boys jumping in and out of the pool. I felt a surge of nervousness run through me as I approached them. "Hey how do you guys like the pool?"

Our pool was one of the largest I'd seen and larger than our other house. We had a waterfall going into it and even a small grotto underneath that. With all the traveling I've done over the years, beach vacations and staying on yachts, I never really learned how to swim. 

I had a scary experience when I was small when I was in the ocean. I had been splashing around when a large wave came and swept me underneath the surface. I remember trying to get back up but as soon I peaked my head above the water, I was swallowed back up and I couldn't breath. I remember being tossed around for what felt like forever before my father pulled me out. Since then, I've only gone into the water up to my knees and stay in the shallow end of pools with a noodle. 

All of the sudden, I felt two big arms wrap around my waist and throw me in the pool.

"No wait I can't!-"

I was thrown so quickly into the deep end I didn't really have time to process. I went down fast and my fight or flight response didn't kick in. I started sinking lower and lower, and I didn't know how to get back up. 

I started to wave my limbs around, trying to bring myself back up, but to no avail. I started to loose my breath, I can't keep holding it for this long. 

Suddenly I was brought back up by one of them, but I wasn't sure who at first. 

He put me on one of our chairs and I started to come to again and began to cough up some water. 

I opened my eyes more to see all the boys surround me and had concerned looks on their faces. I felt so bad, they had no idea I couldn't swim. 

"I am so sorry Lexi, I had no idea." Adam's voice sounded like it was full of worry. "Here, let me help you-"

All of the sudden, his arms scooped me up and brought me in the house and onto my couch. 

"I can walk by myself you know." I felt slightly annoyed at the attention. I can do things myself, you know. 

I sat there for a second and went to get up, but Adam turned around to catch me. 

"Lexi, I told you to lay down. Now, sit"

He was demanding, but I liked it. His eyes filled with this cloudy, powerful quality for just a second. 

"Fine jeeze." I sunk back down into the couch. If he wants to wait on me, I guess I'll take it. 

"Here. Drink this."

He brought me a glass of water, thank God because I was so thirsty. I took a sip and spit it back out. What the hell was that?

"What is this!?"

"A shot of vodka helps a concussion." He had a devilish smile on his face, that shit. He must've found my parents stash. 

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