Moments... (An Ed Sheeran fanfic)

Beach

Ed's POV

Louise and I must have taken about 100 selfies together but I wasn't going to lie, we looked hella hot. She was wearing red shorts and a thin, navy and white striped, cotton t-shirt. I was wearing patterned shorts and a Hawaiian shirt because, well, I was in Hawaii therefore was allowed to look weird.

Right now, we were on the beach lying on our beach towels on the sand. I made sure to put my sun cream on and reapply every half hour because I got sunburnt easily.

The beach was fairly empty as it was a private beach for the residents of the hotel. It felt pretty awesome knowing we had nearly a whole beach to ourselves.

"If you could be a unicorn, what colour would you be?" Louise asked, being deadly serious.

"Hmm..." I thought carefully about my answer. "Pink."

"Pink?"

"Yeah, pink." I nodded. "It'll show off my feminine side, don't you think?"

"Your feminine side?" Louise laughed.

"You sayin' I don't have a feminine side?" I questioned.

"Hey, if you say you have one, you have one." She nodded. "But don't you think saying pink is a little sexist?"

"You calling my unicorn self sexist?" I gasped.

"I asked you a completely normal, simple question, only you cou-"

"Normal, simple question, huh?" I grinned.

"Yes. What's not normal about unicorns?" She questioned.

"They're not real?"

"Fuck. Off. They're not real?!" She sat up on her beach towel, looking like I'd just told her Father Christmas didn't exist.

"Are you being serious right now?"

"Deadly." She replied.

And so we began arguing about the existence of unicorns and I ended up in fits of laughter. Oh how I was madly in love with this unicorn loving girl.

After numerous heated conversations, we found ourselves running out into the ocean together, splashing about in the shallow, warm waves of the sea. Using my leg, I flicked water on Louise and she splashed me back with her hands. We ended up having mini battle in the waves.

"Oh you're so dead!" Louise squealed once I had drenched her hair in water.

"Come at me bro!" I challenged.

Her feeble attempts to splash me diminished once I had picked her up bridal style, lifting her out of the water.

"That's cheating!" She accused as I walked a little deeper into the sea.

"Either you surrender, or I throw you in. Your choice." I shrugged.

"I pick option 3." She watched my lips.

"What's option 3?" I wondered.

"This." She leaned up and pressed her lips against mine and I was soon lost inside her mouth. She moved herself so her legs were wrapped around my waist and arms around my neck. I held her up and kissed her passionately as I slowly walked backwards. I sat us both down on the sand as we continued to make out. Her hand threaded through my wet hair as my hand lifted to her cheek. I enjoyed being so close and intimate with her, and was overjoyed knowing that no one was watching even though we were on a beach.

"Option 3." I nodded as we pulled apart, a little dazed. "Good choice."

"I know." She smiled, moving off me.