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𝘇𝗮𝘆𝗻 𝗺𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗸 | 𝟲
angel races towards rocky, leaving me behind with our towels and bag, and engulfs her into a hug. she squeezes her body tightly, "ah, i've missed you!"
"i know," rocky replies, just as excited. "it's been a while since we've all hung out. how have you guys been?"
"we're good, we're good. what about you, did you end up getting the job at that hair salon?" she asks her, while they let go of each other and start to walk towards the spot rocky had picked out for everyone.
rocky shakes her head as she starts to frown. "no, they haven't got back to me yet. it's been a month though, so i don't think i got it."
angel pouts her lips, a small wrinkle forming between her eyebrows. god, i wanted to kiss her again. "then they lost out on an amazing stylist and any other place would be lucky to have you on their team."
"zayn," rocky says as her eyes move to me. "why is your girlfriend, like, the nicest person in the whole world?"
i smile at her question. if only i had the answer to it because i didn't know myself, either. sometimes i think i don't deserve a girl as kind and caring as angelina.
"because her name is angel and she's an angel." i tell her, making both of the girls laugh and roll their eyes playfully.
i lay out the large, brightly colored serape that we brought onto the sand and sit down on it. angel, who is still standing, grabs the end of her shirt and lifts it over her head, revealing her bikini top as she drops it onto the space next to me. as i let my eyes run across her cleavage, thinking about what i wanted to do to them, she shimmies out of her shorts, too.
angel lets them slip off her foot and next to my lap. my gaze follow along her legs until our eyes meet. she knows what i'm thinking about because she grins at me, biting the corner of her lip as she takes her hair out of the ponytail. her long, dark hair falls across her shoulders and shines against the sunlight.
"i love you."
"i know." she giggles, sitting down next to me. "i love you, too bebe."
as we're applying sunscreen onto each other, reef-safe of course, rocky calls out the names of our other friends who arrive. "mac, cristina and miguel are here!" she exclaims.
angel and i turn our heads around and, indeed, they are approaching us. we stand up and give each other hugs because it's been a while since we've all hung out. everyone's been doing their own thing lately but still keep in contact every so often. definitely not as much as before, though.
miguel wraps his arms around angel, tightly, and lifts her into the air as he squeezes her. "baby cousin!"
"let me go." she manages to spit out, breathing out deeply when he lets her go. "and we're the same age, pendejo."
