I do not own Enrique Iglesias or any of their songs. Wah!
I woke up this Sunday morning, excited once again. But only because I get to go to the beach to meet and hang out with Enrique Iglesias! I am so pumped up for this! Never once in my life did I think that I would actually be on a one on one with anyone this famous, especially with it being on the beach!
Since it was going to be a hot, summery day, I dressed in a strapless peach colored dress with white polka dots all over it with a white bow in the middle. I also let my shoulder length hair down and let all my curls cover my face and put a cute brown flower onto the side of my copper colored hair and put on my gold gladiator shoes.
I ate some lunch and by the time it was twelve thirty, I put a towel and my sunglasses, sunscreen, a bottle of water, and my phone into my big white purse and brushed my teeth before I went. Then I walked outside to my car where it was waiting in the gorgeous sunlight. Then I drove off.
By the time I got to the parking lot for the beach, it looked like not many people were here. I only saw a few other cars and that was it.
I got out of my car, left my purse in the car, took off my shoes and walked towards the beach. Then, I stopped and put a hand over my eyes and looked all around me to find nothing. Did he stand me up?
Then I hear a noise from behind me. I turn around and I see Enrique running up to me looking sexy in a gray muscle shirt and black board shorts. I giggle and grin as he comes up to me.
"Hi Lani." Enrique says and he hugs with a warm tight hug. "Hi." I say smiling him a nice big smile. "So do you want to walk around the beach?" He asks me. "Sure." I tell him and we begin walking.
As were walking we ask each other questions about each other and our life. "So why did you choose me to come up onstage?" I ask Enrique. "Because you stood out from the rest of the crowd. I was looking around searching for someone who seemed different from everyone else and I saw you just standing there, doing nothing. So I thought that you seemed different from everybody and you seemed interesting." "You think I'm different?" I ask him, confused. "Yes, I do Lani." He told me. So we kept on walking and talking and laughing, until Enrique got to one question, "So if you're nineteen, shouldn't you be in college?" "Um, I dropped out." I told him, nervous. "Why?" "Well, you see, um, my parents died 2 years ago. And when I turned 18, I got accepted to a college, and I went for a little while thinking that nobody would notice that I didn't have money to pay for tuition. But after a few months, bills and fees started piling and it started to become noticeable so I dropped out." "Oh, I'm sorry." He apologized, stopping and looking into my eyes with his. "That's okay."
I said to him, looking out into the ocean. Then Enrique stepped forward and gently held my face, making me stare into his warm brown eyes. And we stood that way for minutes, and then moved on.
As we were walking, we started to see dolphins appear. We were both so amazed, pointing at them. Then, I turned my head, looking at how distracted he was, and I decided to have some fun. I stepped forward, into the water in front of us, stood next to Enrique and got my foot ready to kick a big splash of water at him. Then, I kicked my foot, and huge splash of water suddenly attacked him, soaking his whole shirt and wetting his hair. He stood there, completely shocked and turned around to face me holding my hand over my mouth trying hard not to laugh. When I saw him getting to kill me,
I started running, running as fast as I can away from him. "Lani! Lani! You are gonna get it!" I heard him shout. And I laughed into the wind as I sprinted. Just when I thought I was way ahead of Enrique, I saw him coming close to me. Now he was practically
On my tail. I tried to move forward, but failed as he grabbed my waist and pulled me to him. "What am I going to do with you, Lani?" He asked. And I tried to pull away when he suddenly picked me up bridal style and started walking towards the ocean.
"No! No! Stop! Please! Enrique!" "Revenge is a bitch, isn't it Lani?" He told me, teasing. And when he was deep enough into the ocean, he dropped me. When I came out of the water and stood completely soaked head to toe, I saw him staring at me and laughing his head off. "Oh yeah?" I said. And then I found some seaweed and threw it at him, it landing directly on his face. Then he stopped laughing. Now I knew I was dead. So sprinted, but it didn't take long for him to catch up. I ran slower cause I was in the ocean and the water was holding me back. So by the time he was right behind me, he surprisingly pulled me back into his grasp with both of his arms around my waist. "You shouldn't do that, Lani."
Enrique said into my hair. "Why not?" I teased. "Because I could do this." And then all of the sudden, he pulled me tight with my back to his muscular chest, and started tickling me. He tickled my sides, my stomach, everywhere. He ran his fingers over every place he could find. "AH! S-stop! Stop! Don't!" I screamed.
Then I tried very hard to get away from his grasp, but it didn't work. "Uh, uh Lani. I'm not done." And he pulled me even tighter to him and started swinging me around and grabbing my sides
And torturing my stomach. "AH!" I screamed a girly scream and started laughing hysterically, my face starting to turn red. "Please!"
And after that, he stopped, but still had his grip around me. Then, he turned me around in his arms. He reached back into his hair, and took out the piece of seaweed that was stuck in it and put it in my hair. I made a disgusted face and he laughed. Then, we both stared into each other's eyes for a moment before Enrique closed in the space between us and touching our lips together and kissing.
And once again, we stayed that way for minutes until we both ran out of breath. Then, we both walked back to shore, hand in hand.
Then, we walked back to my car in a nice quiet moment. When we got back to my car, I reached into my car and brought out a towel and wiped myself down. Then, Enrique asked me, "Do you want to come with me on my tour?" "Sure. When?" I asked him. "Well, tomorrow I'm leaving to go to Brazil to perform and stay there for a week or more." "That's great." I tell him. "So will you come?"
"Yes. I'll pack tonight." "Great. I'll pick you up tomorrow
