as the sun dawned in on us, I lay my head against his chest, whilst he read his book, his left hand twiddling with my hair. This was bliss, I thought to myself, watching the gentle waves lap up at the sand.
Every so often Reece would read a segment from this book, something that resonated with him, but he hadn't said anything for a while, nor turned over a page. I twisted round to see him, placing my elbows either side of his chest and resting my head upon my hands. His eyebrows were knotted together in confusion, and I watched his eyes jagger over this one sentence multiple times.
"what is it?" I mumbled, I startled him as he looked up, not realising I had been watching him this whole time.
"the only thing worse than a boy who hates you: a boy who loves you," he spoke, his finger tracing over that sentence.
I chuckled to myself as I turned back around to admire the seascape before me. I felt him move from under me, both his hands draped loosely over my shoulders.
"I don't agree," he started,
"why so?" I asked him, he pondered over my question for a few moments.
"Well for one, it's two different feelings. Wouldn't you rather be with someone who loved you rather than someone who hated you?" he asked me, but I don't think he understood, at least not from a women's perspective.
"that's true, but a boy in love is a very confusing thing," I reflected back to the start of the week, where Reece had made me feel so small and I had no idea where I stood with him, but it's funny how things have flipped around.
"but a boy in love will make you know your worth, he'll shower you with love," Reece began listing.
"not necessarily, boys have a funny way of showing their emotions," I spoke, the edges of my lip curling into a smile at my slight dig at Reece. "if they don't get what they want, sometimes they can be viscous," I added.
His arms gripped around my waist and I felt him sit up, his head brushed against the side of my cheek.
"You know I'm sorry," he mumbled into my ear, and I smiled, I did. "I don't recall being viscous though, was I?" he asked me, but I wasn't talking about him in the last part.
"not you, you couldn't be viscous if you tried," I laughed at the thought of Reece being angry, he was as delicate as a flower.
"I couldn't ever be nasty to you, my daisy," he whispered, and I felt my whole body collapse, I felt like the sand that just melted away into the waves.
"there's still some things that don't add up though." I sighed, as I turned around to face Reece, he shuffled away from me looking dazed and confused, and even I was scared to bring up her name again, I wanted to be past this by now.
"Lara," I said and I saw Reece's facial expression become slack, he didn't want to talk about her either. "she's been with Zac for the last year or so, when did Jack come into the scene?" I asked, and Reece held his hands up in defence.
"I came here maybe three months ago, and they were together for at least two of those. I hadn't heard about this Zac guy until, well....until the night of the party." Reece spoke up.
"I just don't understand how she hasn't threatened me yet, she's caught us a few times and I know how clingy she can be, I can't imagine she'd let you go without a fight," I began,
"she was never mine Shiloh, she never knew that I liked her," he interrupted and I grimaced at the thought of Reece liking her.
"Oh yeah, I forgot you don't date," I muttered under my breath as I pulled some grass out from below me.
"what was that?" Reece asked, and I shook my head biting down on my lip. The sudden realisation hit me. What was I doing with Reece, what even was this right now? Did I really want to be catching feelings for someone that doesn't date, someone who has no intention of being with me? It was pointless, a complete waste of my time, sitting here whilst he played with my hair and read me passages from his book, it was nothing to him. We were just two people who shared the same love for being at the beach, Reece company became an added bonus for me.
"I think you misunderstood and I don't think Lara painted it very well in the article either." Reece started, his hand anxiously playing around with the bracelet on his wrist. "What I meant was, I don't see the point in making a big effort to dress up fancy and take someone out for a meal, when theres plenty of other things that can stimulate a whole lot more memories and emotion. I've always been one for making people feel loved, and if I like someone then I'd do more meaningful things that I knew would mean a lot to them. For example, writing a song about them..." he trailed off at the end, catching my eye and hoping I'd understand what he was trying to say.
A huge smile overtook my face, "so you like me?" I nervously asked, closing my eyes and hoping I wasn't coming across as an idiot.
"Shiloh, I am so infatuated by you, I don't think I could keep away from you if I tried," he laughed nervously, he shuffled over closer his hand cupping my face and his eyes studying every single detail.
"so you and Lara?" I spoke in a hushed tone, biting down on my lip. He turned his head in annoyance, and dropped his hands by his side. I whimpered inwardly at the lack of his touch.
"I wish I never told you about her. I don't like her, me and you, we would be so much better!" He exclaimed. I felt bad now for annoying him by bringing her up, I just wanted to be touched by him again. "fine, tomorrow night we'll go on our first proper date," he laughed.
I walked my hand over to his and held it tightly, giving it a squeeze. "You don't need to do that Reece," I smiled at him, I know that's not at all what he wanted, I just can't believe that my mind had been playing this wicked tricks on me. How could I have been so naive?
YOU ARE READING
beach//reece bibby
Romance"You're like a daisy; you've been trod on and become so closed up with every gloomy day that passes, you need to focus on the brighter ones so you can bloom," he spoke as he twiddled a daisy between his fingers. "A daisy?" I questioned, my voice hoa...
