~ * Beach House * ~
It was beautiful. Large glass windows that scaled all around the building. Large columns held the building up and a big arch was above both stories of the house. There was a garage on the left and the drive way went in front of the door. A boardwalk went straight from the front door to the house and lead into a dock. A boat was tied up, waiting for someone to step into it and take it for a ride around the ocean. It was magnificent. My mouth fell in awe when the taxi pulled up to the beach house.
"Oh my God.." Chad gaped. His face was the same as mine.
"There you guys go." The cab driver said in a cheap Jamacian accent. "That'll be-" Chad stopped him by shoving a wad of cash in his hand.
"Here. Keep the change so you can work on that fake accent of yours." He closed the taxi door and helped me with my bags. I got the last one and Chad closed the trunk. As soon as he closed it, the cab driver started to drive away, leaving us to bring the bags in ourselves. I sighed, grabbing mine and dragging it in.
The inside was even more beautiful than the outside. The floors were all hard wood and polished so the light shone against them. In the middle, was a large glass stair case that ascended upwards, leading to the second floor. Plants were found in every corner of the house and luckily, there was an elavator at the back of the house.
"Thank you to whoever build this. Now I don't have to sweat and ruin this new blazer." Chad mumbled. Typical Chad.
"You are such a loser, Cooper." I hissed at him and dragged my bag to the elevator. As I walked in, with Chad following, I quickly learned that we had an underground pool here too. In the basement. Even though this house was by the beach, it still had a pool.
"Thank you, Monroe." He glared and pressed the top floor button.
"Why do they even have this elevator here anyways?" I asked no one in particular and waited for the ding that happened shortly after and the door opened. Yes, this was also a glass elevator and was pretty cool. I walked out and stepped into the hallway with two doors. I opened one and seen a bathroom. It was bigger than any other bathroom I ever seen. It had a jacuzzi bathtub and a shower. The toilet and sink were white porcline and just amazing. I left the door open and dragged my suit case to the other door.
Please let there be two beds. Please let there be two beds. I chanted in my head, only because Chad was right behind me. I opened the door slowly and studied the room.
It was a fair size with a large window and a balcony with a perfect veiw of the ocean. The glass walls were covered with sandy coloured curtains and the carpeted floor matched them. A light wood desk was against a wall with a circular mirror attatched to it. Then my eyes settled on the destination. The bed. There was only one.
I let out a shrill of a scream.
Chad ran in and dropped his suitcase. "What!" He looked at what I was looking at. "Are you seriously freaking about the bed?"
"Chad! there's only one bed!"
"Relax. I'll sleep on the couch." He chuckled at my freak expression and rolled his eyes. "Calm down. You're gonna make that pretty little head of brown hair go grey." His smile faded as my eyes widened. "I... I didn't say that!" He pointed at me threateningly.
"What ever." I rolled my eyes and began unpacking. I put all my shoes against the wall next to the window and my clothes in on of the dressers. Chad put his in the other one that was across from mine.
"How about we go out for dinner, Monroe?" Chad asked casually but I seen his hands shaking as he hung up a blazer.
I grinned. "Is that your way of asking me out?" I turned to face him with my fake superficial look on. He turned to me and his eyes widened.
"Uh.. N-no.." He stuttered. Other words, yes.
"Well," I thought. "I think... I'll have to check my schedule." I grinned and walked out of the room.
"Wait! That's not fair! No one leaves Chad Dylan Cooper hanging!" Chad stormed out behind me.
"I believe I just did." I smiled widely and patted his head, messing his hair up. He growled at me and fixed his hair up and walked close behind me.
"Sonny, just answer. Yes or no."
"I will when you admit to me it was your way of asking me out." I crossed my arms and walked into the kitchen. Wow. This kitchen is nine times bigger than the one at home. He sighed and leaned against the counter.
"Fine. You win. It's my way of asking you out on a freaking date. Happy?" He crossed his arms and looked down.
"Yes. To both." I grinned as Chad smirked at me.
"Good. And you know how I accidently sent my blog to your phone and I asked for advice?" Chad rubbed the back of his neck and looked to his side.
"Yeah," I smiled, remembering it. "I do remember that."
"Well.. I got my advice and I want to give you something." He pulled a tiny box out of the pocket of his blazer and I watched it curiously. He opened it and nothing was there. I stared at him.
"Nothing? That's your gift?" I said in disbelief.
"No. This is." He tossed the case away and leaned in. My eyes widened and I felt his lips press against mine. My heart melted and my eye lids fluttered closed. I wrapped my arms around his neck and his arms moved around my waist and pulled my closer. Our lips moved together and I smiled and broke away.
"That's a wonderful gift." I bit my lip and smiled wider.
Side Note:_____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Here is what I kinda wanted the beach house to look like: http: // www . beachguide . com / Pensacola-Beach-Vacation-Rentals-Paradise-Beach-Homes-642171 . jpg
Just get rid of the spaces
