Beach Nights- Louis Tomlinson

Who Knew I Spent My Day With 1D?

Hey people!! This is dedicated to PhoebeBennet5 because she’s an awesome fan and her story is really great! You should go check it out! I’m really tired right now! But I sort of feel like writing so enjoy :D

Tay POV

I walk out into the sunlight, and am greeted by the sounds of waves crashing and children laughing. The spot right in front of our beach house is really crowded, so I figure I’ll have to walk a little bit farther down the beach if I want to find a quieter spot.

I walk down the way that I’d gone before when I met that guy, speaking – well thinking – of him, I’m supposed to meet him again tonight. I don’t know if I’m actually going to go.

He may not have tried to do anything to me, but if he sees me again tonight, well this time he knows I’ll be there, and he can plan, who knows what could happen.

Even if ‘Donny’ is a good guy, there could be other creeps on the beach, on the prowl for an innocent girl to hurt, I had a near rape experience once with Andy and I don’t wish to go back down that road.

The sensible part of my mind is telling me that I most definitely should not go, but the more whimsical side of me, is saying I definitely need to go.

 I’m pondering my options when I suddenly run into something hard.

At first I think that it’s a wall, but when I step back I figure that most walls don’t have abs or blue eyes.

“I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to hit you!” I exclaim when the guy looks down at me questioningly and I think with a little fear.

Why is this guy scared of me? He’s the one with the six pack and toned arms!

“Don’t worry about it, accidents never hurt anyone.” He says sweetly, in an accent I recognize as Irish.

“Yeah just a little lost in thought I guess.” I can feel my cheeks growing red during the awkward encounter.

“Happens to everyone lass, you seem to be alone, why don’t you come and hang out with me and one of my mates?” he offers.

“Sure, thanks; I’mTaylorby the way.”

“I’m Niall.” He looks at me for a second, looking terrified as if he set off a bomb by saying his name, it’s weird because I have the strangest feeling I’ve met him before.

“Hi Niall! Um…may I ask why you look so scared?” I ask, hoping I don’t sound rude.

He seems to note that I haven’t randomly combusted or done whatever it was he expected to do, and visibly calms down.

“Oh don’t worry about it, it’s nothing.” He assures me, not that I believe him or anything.

We walk over to the spot that I’m guessing his friend is sitting, we get there and I see a very tanned guy with his hair in a quaff, laying on a beach chair shirtless. He has sunglasses on too, so I can’t tell if he sees me or not.

Wherever these to boys are from is one very lucky place, because they are both really hot! In totally opposite ways, and I don’t think I would ever really date either of them, but these are some fine looking guys.

“Taylorthis is Zayn.” Niall tells me, again seeming as if he expects me too spontaneously combust.

“Niall, if you’re wondering, I’m not going to randomly blow up or anything so you can stop looking at me like that.” I tell him, waving to Zayn, who doesn’t wave back, rude.

“Oh sorry, it’s just some girls uh, they, you know what, never mind.”

“What they freak out over your hotness?” I question raising an eyebrow; yes I know I am one of those skilled people who can actually do that.