"Fuck! Stupid Eve. Why did you take that modelling job!?" I cussed under my breath kicked at the sand beneath my feet as I ran a hand through my hair.
"I sure pity the beach. It must have really wronged you," I heard a voice behind me and I jumped startled forgetting where I was as my heel dug into the sand and I was scrambling for some balance.
Only someone had and was already thinking ahead of me. Feeling someone else's arms around me, especially a male's, but for some reason it was oddly comforting. Well at least I realized the matter at the hand and I reluctantly pulling my eyes from his own.
"Woah, slow down there," he whispered and I frowned pushing him away.
"What's wrong with you? You don't sneak up on someone like that. One second more and I would have screamed bloody murder," I said feeling aggravated and he frowned.
"I didn't mean to scare you."
"Sure you didn't," I said rolling my eyes before crossing my arms as I turned to face him. "What are you doing here anyway?"
"You know I should be asking you that. It's not safe out here."
"Says the one person next to me," I challenged and he looked at me seriously.
"I'm serious, stranger. There are all sorts of creeps out here," he said and I narrowed my eyes at him.
"That being said, the creep I see around here is you," I deadpanned and he stared at me blankly before he chuckled shaking his head.
"Touche, stranger. I knew there was something about you."
"Oh really?" I asked and he nodded.
"Are you okay? You seemed pretty upset."
"I rather not.."
"You know consider me as a shoulder to cry on and lean on as compensation for frightening you?" He said and I watched him curiously finding him incomprehensible when I thought I had heard a slur.
"What?"
"I'm curious, how's that pick-up line working for you?" I said making him laugh once again and honestly I liked the sound of it.
"It's still a working progress unless it's already working," he said genuinely feeling my lips curved up into a smile and for once it felt real.
"I couldn't sleep. I thought a walk would help."
"Did it?"
"Working progress. I wasn't exactly expecting to meet anyone out here," I said as we sat down on the beach.
"Neither was I," he muttered under his breath and I seemed to notice the beer can in his hand.
"Here to forget?" I said and he glanced at the beer can in his hand before crushing it and letting it fall a couple of feet away. "That's littering you know."
I said and I swore I could see a hint of a smile on his face before he turned to me.
"What's your story stranger?" He asked catching me off guard.
"Stranger?" I asked quirking an eyebrow in amusement.
"Do you want new girl? It might stick of you let me call you that." How did he... Nevermind.
"I guess stranger is fine," I said with a shrug before I stopped short and turned to him in horror. "Wait does that mean that stranger will stick."
I asked cheekily and he chuckled before I looked back into the waters as I hugged my knees.
"My story?.. well it's complicated," I said and I stared right back at him a while before looking away.
"Okay then. I'll go first. Let's see. I like every other person my age trying to get through crappy high school."
"Crappy parents?"
"Parent. And that's just the deal breaker," he said with a low humorless chuckle.
"I know what you mean. As I said, complicated," I said waving it off. "I just came from New York. As you probably figured, the new girl. New school. New people. Living with family friends I never bothered to know."
"All because of a modelling job? I heard you," he said chuckling when I snapped to him shocked and I let out a relieved sigh. I thought he was a stalker. Weird, but if you lived in my life you had to cautious even with the little things.
"Pretty much."
"What about your parents?"
"It's just me and my cousin, Eve," I said and he frowned.
"I'm sorry."
"Oh don't be sorry. They're around.. somewhere, out there. We're just not as close as we're supposed to be," I muttered the last part to myself.
"I guess we have something we'd rather forget."
"I guess so," I said looking up at him for the first time realizing how close we were. "Do you always do this?"
"Do what?"
"Have a heart-to-heart with the new girl who tackled you to the floor on her first day?" I asked and he laughed and I marveled at how real and genuine it sounded.
"Honestly, it's a first for me too," he said looking down at me.
"Having a heart-to-heart or having it with a stranger," I said and he stared at me curiously and I was worried I'd said something wrong. "I'm sorry I just..."
Before I could get another word out, he had pressed his lips against mine catching me off guard once again and I froze.
"I'm sorry well I'm not sorry I..." He fumbled around with his words and it was my turn to cut him off.
I'll never know where this bravado came from but I liked this rush. I felt like someone else or rather someone new and I liked it as he pulled his arms around me and close to him as I pulled the lush locks of his hair and he groaned dropping his mouth onto my neck and his stubble ticklish on my skin. And if that didn't make heat pool between my legs, then the feel of his hands palming my breasts and running over my body did as I felt my eyes roll to the back of my head. At this rate, I swear I would be a middle of emotions as I felt the underlying bulge in his trousers where my leg was halfway strung across and I seemed to snap into my senses. What on earth was I doing? And more so with a stranger I barely knew? For heaven's sake,he was a stranger.
"We should stop," I let out with a breathy sigh as I supported myself with his shoulders trying to push away the lightheadedness and he looked up at me confused. "Before either one of us regrets it."
"I figure one with a massive hangover and the other with major sleep deprivation," I explained getting off him before he could figure what was happening and started my way home.
"Hey wait. Hold on a minute. I don't even know your name," I heard him call out but I didn't look back as a major blush took over my face at the thought of what had just transpired moments ago.
One thing for sure this was going into the books. I'd just kissed a stranger, not so sure what I should think or do now.