I gain consciousness and sight beside me noticing Malcolm not in my bed. I guess he went home last night , but I don't know what time he left.
I reach my phone into my bedside table, surprisingly I notice a note. It's written 'Wear your best bikini, I'll be here at 10 am' and there's his name written at the bottom, Malcolm. Since when did this came up in his mind?
I look at my phone and my mouth dropped open slightly. It's quarter to ten already. Oh crap! I need to find my swimsuit that mom gave me last year. I haven't worn it yet because I'm not self-assured enough to show my body. Well maybe I'll just swim with my tshirt on.
I need to get ready he will stop by here soon.
A few minutes later I got all done. I wear my blue - flower detailed two piece underneath my white tshirt under my maroon hoodie and a pair of leggings. After a few seconds later, there's a honking sound coming outside. There he is.
"Wait!" I shouted enough for him to hear.
I place my phone inside my pocket rushing downstairs.
"Zup dorky?" he wears a sunglasses with a black t shirt on and his white nike shorts. I swear he looks so hot.
"You got a name for me" I squint, hopping in the shotgun seat.
"You like that?"
"No! It's disgusting" I disapproved.
"So you mean yourself disgusting" he simpered
"What a dope" I grumble
"I heard that" knitting his brows while starting the engine.
"Where are your friends?" I gaze in the backseat.
"They're not coming" he said solemnly driving.
"So there's only the two of us?" I asked suspiciously
"Obviously?"
I sigh while he drives in silence until he finally turned a cornered gaze on me.
"You know, I've been thinking about last night" he pauses clearing his throat. "I didn't get to explain to you about my dad"
"It's fine, not necessarily for you to tell"
No, you don't have to. I don't want you to whimper that back again.
"B-u-t this time" he stammered "I want to tell you something"
"About what?" I asked faintly
"I'll take you there first" he suddenly drives faster and my breath abruptly trembles in disbelief.
"For Pete's sake Malcolm, slow down!" I yell
"Hang on, we're almost there"
I am holding my breath, closing my eyes hoping that this won't take long or I'll be dead before we get there because of panic attack.
Fortunately, the car stop and Malcolm hop out.
"How's the ride?" he smirked. Damn this guy is killing me inside.
"Terrible and please don't do it again!"
I wander my eyes around. This is a cemetery. We entered and nobody's around. There's a lot of dead leaves from a fallen tree in the old graveyard, seems like there's no relative visiting a long time ago.
We walk across the tree and Malcolm suddenly stopped.
In front of us is a headstone marked David Fox. I think that's his father.
"You're father right?" I murmur
"Y-eah, it's been a long time I haven't came by, but mom did"
"Why a sudden brave?"
"I don't know, I j-ust dont want the fear swallow me anymore"
"What caused you fear?"
"That he's gone" he went silent.
I hold his hand suddenly I look at him and weakly smiled " I know your father is proud of you"
He weakly smiled and hug me all of a sudden. My eyes went wide. Is this real? This is my first time hugging him right now. I pat his back, embracing each other. We remain silent. It is a good thing he didn't fall back in tears. I feel so relieved and glad, realizing he trusts me this much in his issues and his secrets. I'm glad I made him comfortable with me.
"You know what? He's the best dad I ever had. Maybe he's still here if I don't force him to look upon my tiny car in a rainy night. I was only thirteen."
We released in our grip, looking into each other.
"What happened to him?" I asked looking into his eyes worriedy.
"He g-o-t hit by a bus, it's m-y fault " he stammered and his face looked gloomy. I embraced to make him feel better.
"No it's not your fault.... it's an accident okay?" I caress his back and now looking at me.
"Thanks" he weakly smiled. He didn't cry but he almost did.
We head back to the car, sitting there for a moment and have some conversation.
"You know I also have to tell you something" I look across the street and all I see are pine trees.
"Tell me"
"My d-ad left us when I was twelve" I stutter a bit. The pain is not in there anymore. I felt numb and all I care about is the anger.
"He's terrible" he said blunty
"Yeah, he chose the other woman over us. "
"Sorry" he sighed
"You know what's more terrible?"
He look at me.
"He taught me how to cook. " I sighed forming a fist in my bare hands.
"Oh, sorry you don't need to co-" I stopped him. I know what's he's going to say.
"It's fine, I moved on. It doesn't matter. I can do it whenever I want. I still love doing it" I wiggle my eyebrow for him to believe.
"By the way, why did you take me with you?" I tried to change the subject to release the tension in my body.
He shrug "I don't know, you're comfortable to get along"
I smiled "Really?"
"Yeah, somebody got to listen in my rants and my little problems for the first time"
"How about your friends?"
"Nah, they're dumb, all they care is partying"
"You know you can count on me" I smiled
"Friends? he smiled offering a hand
I beam " friends" shaking his hand, as we both laughing.
I can't believe right now. We're now friends with the badboy. This is some kind of thing I hardly expect.
"Alright let's go to the beach"
"Where? I asked
"Fort Walton"
"Great but wait"
"What?"
"Can I at least drive?" I beg
"No way dorky, do you even know how to drive?"
I rolled my eyes " Of course silly, mom taught me"
"I still won't " he said sternly
"Please I don't want to puke" I protest
"I promise I'll drive slow" he reassures
"Whatever" I gripe sitting up.
Approximately in two hours drive, I drifted off to sleep until Malcolm wake me up. Thank god he drove moderately.
Gazing the surroundings, there were few people swimming from a distance. I was truly amazed by the clear sparkling salty sea. My mouth dropped open by the pulverized white glowing sand. I haven't swim for a very long time.The last time was my mom and dad together. We often go to the beach. But we haven't got in here yet. I am so much delighted to be in here.
"First time?" Malcolm squint beholding at the seashore, widely grins. He noticed me gaping.
"Yeah"
"Let's go!"
He take off his shirt and hurried into the shore in his bare foot. I take off my hoodie, revealing my white shirt. I think I'm not going to take this off. He glared at me for not following him so he went back.
"Why?" he asked confusedly
"Can I go swim with these on?" I pointed my shirt, biting my lip.
"No!" he look away immediately.
"Why not?" I pouted.
"Just wear your damn bikinis"
"But I'm not comfortable" I whined
"So let your shirt soak and.... drive home naked" he smirked.
"No way! o-kay I'll change for a bit" I sigh getting in the car to change.
I take a quick look in the mirror and place my phone in the seat.
I torpidly walk toward the shore, stepping my bare feet in the sand, crossing my arms to cover my boobs. Malcolm look at me, surprised. Shit. I'm nervous.
"Woah dorky is that you?" his eyes widened. He's shirtless and his abs are showing.
"Shut up"
He still didn't cut the gaze on me. My face turned red, embarrassed when he suddenly look at my boobs.
He cleared his throat "You're heavenly beautiful" still astonished.
"You're bluffing"
"I'm serious... " he said gulping "Don't hide it, they're beautiful"
I was speechless. I don't know what to say. No one ever said that to me. I instantly feel a butterfly in my stomach, making my face red as tomato.
"Let's go don't be afraid" he extend his hand, uncertainly holding it.
He leads me toward the shore, a hit of waves, soaking my feet until we drenched our body. I swing my legs and and arms to float. I swim as fast as I could.
We face each other with an eye contact. Our body were so close to each other, the butterflies in my stomach doesn't go away. He look at me deeply. His eyebrows are perfect. His eyes are shining due to the heat of the sun. He looks so fine. I can't handle it.
"Can I kiss you?" he murmur looking at my lips. That was unanticipated. I didn't believe it coming from him. I don't know what to say until I said yes, out of nowhere. I didn't expect that to came out from my mouth.
My eyes closed, his lips crashed into mine. He firmly pulled me close, letting my boobs brushed into his chest. He's kissing me. I don't know if it feels so real but I know what it feels like. His lips are so soft. I don't know what came over me, but I responded. I have never kissed anyone before, but I was like, hypnotized. We both came up for breath until our lips parted, looking into each other's eyes. A bulge felt into my stomach and I was confused. It's hard and firm until I realized what was it. My eyes widened in surprise, rushing back into the shore taking a deep breath.
"Why?" he asked confused, scratching behind his neck when he followed.
I literally laugh suddenly made him even more confused. I laugh so hard pointing at his short that is still bulging. I don't know if I feel frightened but I was laughing. I was catching my breath.
" I got you a boner huh" I laugh teasingly
He scratches his neck, probably embarrassed. "You did this to me" he defends
"You're obsessed" We both laugh hard heading back into the car.