Addy's bathing suit: beach/set?id=53158140
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"I'm up for some Harry drowning!" Louis exclaims happily. He claps his hands together and shoots Harry a series of dark glances. Harry returns the dark glances and flicks him in the cheek. Louis responds with a large wail, his hand flying up to his cheek.
"So it's settled? We'll all meet downstairs?" Liam asks at the doorway to the living room.
I turn to him, "I uh, don't have a bathing suit..." My tone isn't disappointed, because honestly I don't feel like strutting around half naked in front of these boys. It wasn't that I was chubby or overweight; I wasn't. With volleyball and horseback riding I had passed my chubby stage and replaced the fat with muscle. Though my insecurities still traveled with me even after I'd lost the weight. Ange turns to me smiling,
"Oh, I've got a collection you can borrow Addy- you look about the same size as me." I nod, and follow her into her room. She opens a large bright yellow suitcase which holds what seems a mound of clothes. "Yeah... I have a problem with packing to much. But in a situation like this it helps." She winks, and shuffles through the clothes and manages to yank out a few bikinis. "Choose whichever." Between the three bikinis I grasp onto the blue top and the multi-colored bottoms, and begin to wonder if it will even fit me. Ange looks over at me and studies my expression.
"What size are you? I'm sure it will fit."
"I'm a size 4."
"I'm actually a size 6, so that might be too big, but hopefully it will work!" Ange says with a bright smile and picks up a bright pink one that will blend perfectly with her tan skin tone.
"The bathroom is at the end of the hall." She points at the door. I smile, thank her and disappear into it. I slip into the bathing suit praying that it will atleast give coverage. Turns out, the bottoms fit decently, and the top was perfect. Glancing up into the mirror I pinch my cheeks to add color to my almost pale face considering all my make-up was at home. My hair still fell in auburn waves down my back, I flash a smile to burst my confidence. Singing the song 'wonderland' by Haley Reinhart in a hushed hum, I step out and walk to her bedroom to find her completely changed.
"Crap, do you know how good you are at singing?" Ange exclaims, stepping from the dresser as she pulls over a long shear white shirt that hangs over her shoulder and to her mid thigh. I smile and laugh a humble, yet negative laugh.
"You're too sweet, Ange. But I'm more of a shower singer, really..." Ange's laugh lightens her soft face. She grabs a few towels and stuffs them into a bag.
"You know, I'm glad I met you already, you're so genuine and I can tell the boys already like you, especially a little someone." She flashes a wink my direction and steps out the door. I follow after her, a confused expression upon my face.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I question as she throws me a pair of orange flip flops. Suddenly she portrays a smug reaction and puts on a pair of shoes for herself.
"I have no Idea what you're talking about." Like the other boys, her accent is so profound it's hard for me to really get mad. Everything that comes out of a British persons mouth is just so beautiful sounding. She could cuss and call me ugly and I would still think it was sweet sounding.
"Hmm." Is all I can come up with as a reaction, and give her the curious eye.
We both walk out of the hotel room once we've collected that all the boys must have left a few minutes ago considering boys take minutes to change as opposed to girls. The walk to the pool consists of pure girl gossip, giggling and her sharing what she knows about the boys. By the time the elevator hits the bottom floor I know so much more than I'd imagined. I push on the girls change room and step inside. I immediately stuff my things into a small locker and strip from my clothes. Once I'm done, I wait for Ange to be done as well. Putting my hair up into a messy bun upon the top of my head, we step out into the pool. It's quite large for a hotel pool- but it was one of the highest class pools in Wolverhampton. It has three different pools to be exact, with several plant like bushes as if to make it appear like a jungle, or so it seemed.
"Isn't it weird being the only girl amongst 5 rowdy boys all the time?" I ask as I turn to Ange.
"It was at first, but after a while it's really nothing." Ange replies casually with a shrug.
Louis and Harry are in the pool closest to us tossing a towel back and forth. Ange laughs, and jumps directly into the pool. I notice the three other boys diving off the diving board on the other side, cheering for each other as they make dumb attempts to do tricks.
Harry reverts his gaze to me, flashing a charming smile. "Addy! Come join us!" His deep voice is alluring, the charm his eyes and smile portrays really affect me; I mean who wouldn't be allured by him? Ange told me he tend to have affairs with older woman; and now i am enlightened as to exactly why they wouldn't give a second thought. Harry's eyes linger over me, and suddenly I feel almost self conscious. I brush it off, and slip into the warmth of the pool. Immediately I begin to float on my back, dipping my head softly into the water. Suddenly, I am pulled upright by none other than the Styles himself.
"What? You don't want to play 'keep the towel dry?' " Harry asks me, turning me around to face him. Forest green eyes cauterize into mine; and I notice there are taints of yellow imbedded into his eyes. I swear, If my cheeks were red..
"No, of course I want to play!" I laugh, almost mimicking the pointless game. Harry nods with a brilliant smile and sets his hand on my lower back to lead me back to the others. Louis watches us come over to join the game and throws Harry the towel. He catches it above his head- this was where I noticed his finally toned abdomen, hell, the boys all had nice abs. Harry tosses me the towel, and I catch it. It's tossed several times before Harry is the one to sadly end the game. It sinks into the water, and Louis begins wailing.
"Harry you dumb ass!"
Nialls head pops over the side of the pool, his voice booming throughout the concealed room. "Louis quite being bitchy and come do some back flips!"
Louis rolls his eyes, and makes a snorting noise. Harry begins laughing hysterically, "He does have a point, Boo Bear."
Louis stomps over to Harry, "You'll take that back Styles!" He begins to grasp the curly haired boy around the waist, and shoves him into the water, wetting his hair. Louis begins to hold him down, keeping his head in the water. Harry begins to flail his arms upward but manages to take hold of Louis' torso and send him sideways into the water. Once again, they were now in full out battle. I look up to see Liam making eye contact with me, he wavers a hand motioning for me to come over. I make my way through the pool and slip out & into the next pool over.
"Hey," I greet him as I walk over to the diving board. He's sitting on the edge of the pool, and I sit beside him. His short brown and wet hair sticks out in all directions after he has run a hand through it.
"Hey Addy," I loved when he called me that, even though the rest of them called me Addy... He just managed to make it more special.
"So I was wondering If you wanted to go out for dinner with me tonight? I know we had plans to eat dinner at home... but I don't think my Mom will mind, really."
Oh, I think she would.
My cheeks flush, and at first the only thing that my body can physically do is nod. "Uh, that sounds great!" I exclaim with a smile. My feet are the only part of my body in the water, I swish them around nervously and catch Liam's iridescent smile from the corner of my eye. Was it just a friendly gesture, to welcome me to England? Considering our differences, It probably was.
"Brilliant, so I guess we should leave now, pop home to get ready then head out?" Liam offers, slowly getting up to his feet. He offers a muscular hand and I take it in mine, he hoists me up and I land perfectly to my feet. We begin to walk to the change rooms, and Liam doesn't forget to say good-bye.
"Addy and I are going for dinner, so we've got to head out early. See you tomorrow then?"
Louis makes kissy faces towards us, and begins to yell: "USE PROTECTION!"
"LOUIS!" Liam growls back at him, but not in all seriousness. We all laugh hysterically, and I notice Ange sitting with Zayn on the end of the nearest pool.
"Bye Ange, bye guys It was really nice meeting you guys, hopefully we'll see each other soon?"
"Oh, don't worry babe, we'll be seeing you loads." Louis pipes up again, this time his tone more provocative than before. Harry begins to advance on his friend. His eyes seem to be deep, but humour can't be held back.
"All right, that's enough out of you.." He taunts as he nears him.
"Hmm... Okay, Louis. Bye guys!" I disappear into the change rooms, a large smile displayed on my face.
Once she has left, my humour has dropped and I turn to Louis with seriousness fogging everything else; before I can say anything, Louis intercepts rudely.
"Harry, I know what you're doing. You know Liam likes her. Didn't you hear him raving about her earlier today? The lad just seemed to drown on... and on..." Louis sets a hand on my shoulder lovingly. "Don't know how you missed that, sugar cakes."
I shrug Lou's hand off and begin to laugh a deep throated chuckle. "I honestly have no idea what you're talking about." Louis just laughs, and walks off. He always acted like he knew what I was doing, when in reality, he didn't know the half of it.
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