Chapter 6
~ Juliet ~
"So, have you ever went to a party?" He asks while grabbing my hand to help me walk steady on these big rocks that create some sort of route.
I was about to open my mouth to answer but he beat me to it, "A real one, with crazy teenagers getting drunk, girls dancing like they never learned what modesty and respect is and with really loud music." He adds making me huff.
"You annoy me." I say instead of answering which makes him chuckle.
"I guess that's a no." He laughs and I roll my eyes.
"Well, yes, I have never been into that kind of parties, and they are no considered as "real parties" just because stuff like that happen." I argue and he smiles.
"I love the way you answer back," he tells me and I awkwardly laugh.
"You are an idi-" I place my leg wrong on the rock and slip. I shriek but luckily Louis catches me.
"Shit!" He breaths out.
"Oh my god!" I breath out as I tighten my grip on Louis' shirt.
"Are you okay?" He asks as he places me back to my feet.
"I'm okay, thank you." I quickly say while smoothing my school uniform.
"Well, you are a bit clumsy." He pokes my nose and I glare at him.
"I'm not," I cross my arms over my chest and pout, so he mimics me by pouting as well.
He bites his lip and grabs my arm. His hand on my arm travels to my palm and grabs it, intertwining fingers with me, making the red color take over my cheeks.
"You always blush, it's so adorable." He smiles and I look down to hide my red cheeks.
He places his hand on my cheek and caresses it with his thumb. His thumb slowly goes to my lower lip and he comes a bit more closer to me. My eyes widen and my lips part apart as I gasp at the feelings I'm getting at the moment because of his simple gesture.
"Um, we should go somewhere." I speak up and his hand falls to the side. He looks vaguely disappointed, but I don't know why.
"Where? I will take you anywhere you want." And the feelings in my stomach goes wild.
"Uh, we could, go, um, I don't know." I shrug and he lightly chuckles.
"I have an idea, what do you think about the closest lake?" He raises an eyebrow at me questionably and I rapidly nod.
I love the lake. My dad used to take me there all the time when I was a little girl. It was the time his job wasn't the most important thing to him. I don't mind though, if it wasn't for his job I wouldn't have a place to eat or live.
"Yes, please!" I basically beg and he grabs my hand leading me.
I splash a bit of water as I enter the lake and I hear Louis whistle. I turn to look at him and I see him on top of a rock, having some sort branch and leafs around his head as if it was a crown.
"Me Tarzan, king of the jungle, in this case the lake!" He says before banging his bare chest like a gorilla.
I burst to fist of giggles and he smiles at me. He gets off the rock and approaches me. "You Jane, in this case my Juliet." He raises my hand and puts his palm against mine, just like in the movie.
I giggle but I do feel my cheeks burn. I look down and I hear him chuckle. "Come on, let's swim." He says and throws himself to the water.
"Uh, I rather not, I'll just watch you." I say and he turns around to face me. His face half inside the water as he is bending inside the water. He takes his head out of the water and tilts it to the side.
"Why?" He whines.
"I don't want to get sick, I have no clothes to change to." I say and he sighs.
"Well, you can wear my shirt and take off your skirt, I know you are wearing shorts under it." My eyes widen and I gasp.
"How do you know?" I cover my chest with my arms feeling uncomfortable.
"Well, when you fell and I carried, twice, it was visible." He shrugs and I scoff.
"That's so not gentleman like!" I scold him and he chuckles.
"Gentleman like? And it's just shorts." He laughs and I rolls my eyes but huff, agreeing to his idea.
I take my skirt off, staying with my very short shorts, and take my vest as well, staying with my shirt.
I get deeper in the lake and start swimming, but then I remember my shirt is white. "Come on, let's go to to that big rock." Louis says as he grabs a hold of my arm but I stay still.
"What's wrong now?" He asks and I look down at my wet white shirt that now is totally exposing my pink bra.
"I'm wearing a white shirt." I explain and he looks at me confused for a few seconds till it hits him.
"Oh," he mutters.
"Well, you might as well take off your shirt, take it as a bikini." He says and I furrow my eyebrows at him in a scowl, not liking his idea.
"No, I might as well not do that!" I sternly say and he rolls his eyes.
"I don't understand girls. They wear bikinis which is basically the same as underwear even more exposing but see them in their underwear? No, God forbid!" He rants and this time I roll my eyes.
"You won't understand!" I say and he laughs.
"Yes, that's why I said, I don't understand girls." He repeats and I glare at him.
"Anyways never mind, I'm not taking off my shirt." I grunt.
"Well, I can still see your bra, or bikini top, call it the way you want it." He shrugs and swims to the big rock.
I sigh and look at my shirt that is glued to my body, exposing my very bright pink bra. I huff and take it off throwing it back to the dry.
I swim to the big rock and I see Louis sitting there, not acknowledging me as he is looking at the beautiful view in front of us. I climb the rock and sit next to him.
He feels my presence and turns to look at me. I feel him sharply suck in air as his eyes widen when he sees my now exposed body and I notice his cheeks flush. My eyebrows raise, feeling now self-conscious. I look away feeling the red shade take over my cheeks again for the millionth time today and hide my chest with my arms.
"Well, I see you took my advice." He breaths out and I nod vigorously.
"Yeah," my voice being high-pitch as if I had just slam my fingers against the door.
"So, beautiful isn't?" He says and I turn to look at him, "the view, I mean." He says and I nod.
"Yeah, words can't describe how beautiful this place is." I take a sharp inhale as I look around the small forest.
The big trees moving at the rhythm of the wind while the birds chirp and sing beautifully. I look at the uncontaminated, blue lake that is right in front of us in awe and let out a sigh of relief. It's so peaceful in here.
"I would love to live in a small house in the woods, far away from the crowded city, and noisy cars, and contaminated air of fuel that come from the busses and cars. I just wish I could move here, to this silent, peaceful forest." He says and I look at him, smiling. I couldn't agree more.
"I do too, I would exchange my life with whoever has a life like that pronto, at the moment the offer is up." I say and he nods.
"Same," he sighs and rests his head on my shoulder.
"But I would blow away all of the birds away with my very loud music." He says and I chuckle.
"Poor birds, they were here first." I giggle and he shrugs.
"They can either rock out or be out." He bites his tongue as he smiles and I shake my head, amused.
"Well, they would sing along my music, and appreciate the beautiful harmony coming from the piano played by Jennifer Thomas." I say using a posh accent and he chuckles but looks at me a bit lost.
"Jennifer Thomas?" He asks and I let out a small laugh as I remember he doesn't know any classical music composers.
"I bet you know the song Requiem for a Dream, it's a song they put as a soundtrack at movies, like in the intense parts. You should listen to some of her pieces, they are really good." I say and he shrugs.
"I will someday." He says and I laugh. He will not do it someday.
"Anyways, I'm starting to get cold, and we need to head back home soon." I say and he sighs, not really wanting to leave.
"Right, let's go." He gets off first to help me get off the rock and I thank him at the moment I touch the water.
We swim back to the shore and as we get there he hands me his dry shirt. "You can wear my shirt." I joke and he laughs.
"I don't want to rip it." He says and I giggle.
"Well, thank you for your shirt." I grab my uniform half green, half blue vest and put it on. I grab my skirt and tuck Louis' shirt in.
"Aren't you cold?" I ask him and he tilts his head side to side signaling a bit.
"Just a little but don't worry, I made you get in." He says and I scrunch up my nose.
"I will just wear my wet s-"
"No, it's okay, believe me, I don't mind." He says cutting me off and I sigh knowing he won't take his shirt back.
"Hey, now that I remember there is a small pub right out of the woods, want to come?" He asks and I shake my head.
"No, I'm not allowed to drink." I say and he rolls his eyes.
"Not to drink, to get something to eat, and who knows what might happen in there." He says and I think about it for a second before agreeing.
"Okay but not more than twenty minutes." I say and he nods.
We get to the pub and I soon feel terrified by all the looks I get from all of these big men with really big arms, bigger than me. I hide behind Louis and he chuckles while he guides me to some table.
How can he feel so confident while not wearing any shirt on? Well, he does have a really nice body and all but he is shirtless at a pub! I would be squirming in some corner if I was him.
I put my wet shirt on the chair next to mine as Louis sits facing me and smiles. "They don't bite." He reassures me, talking about the big men I was looking at before.
"Oh, they do." The waitress with very big boobs, which she is confident to show as her shirt is not button up to hide them, says.
"But don't worry, as long as you don't do or say anything to them then you are safe." She chews on her gum and I politely smile at her.
She turns to look at Louis and I notice a smirk form in her face. "Well, well, if it isn't Louis Tomlinson the one and only." She grins as she keeps chewing her gum, not really hiding that either.
"How old are you now?" She asks as she rests her hand on the table, making her cleavage more visible to Louis.
"Twenty," he answers as he smiles at her. I have a feeling they know each other.
"Well, well, then maybe now you can take me out on a date," she winks at him and I scoff. She is practically in her forty's and she is flirting with some kid!
Well, Louis is not that much of a kid - his behavior is - but he is twenty years younger than her. Well, she is a freaking pedophile.
The lady seems to hear me scoff and turns to look at me. Her red lips pressed against each other with a hard a look in her eyes.
"Oh, are you two on a date? Well, pardon me. Call me whenever you feel to be with a woman and not a kid." She says and my hand slams against the table surprising not only Louis but me too, the pedophile woman with no sense of makeup looks not phased at all, she even seems amused.
"We'll like to order, yes?" I say and she makes a noise with her tongue.
"Okay, what would you like?" She takes out her notepad and looks between us both.
"I would like just some water." I say and turn to look at Louis.
"Same." He says and she quirks an eyebrow at us, looking between us.
"Just water? You come to a pub for just water, okay, two glasses of water coming right up." She walks away making sure she takes out her butt so Louis could check it out but he doesn't even look at her direction.
I huff annoyed and slump in my chair. Louis chuckles and I glare at him. "Why are you so mad?" He asks.
"She was flirting with you and she called me a kid, which I'm not,
I'm eighteen!" I grunt.
"So what if she was flirting with me? I don't care, I would never date her anyways, she could be my mom." He says and I sigh.
"Well, she needs to realize that." I roll my eyes and he chuckles.
"Are you jealous?" He says taking me by surprise.
My eyes widen and I shake my head. "I'm not jealous, there is no reason for me to be, I'm just upset because of the way she treated us." I nervously reply and he grins.
"Well, I quite liked the way she flirted." He says and I frown.
"What?" I blurt.
"I'm just kidding, it was weird. I used to come here when I was a little kid with my family, and I know her ever since, so it's like your aunt is hitting on you." He shudders at the thought and I laugh.
She comes back with our glasses of water and I quickly drink mine, not wanting to be here anymore.
"So Jane," he starts and I furrow my eyebrows confused but then I remember the whole Tarzan thing.
"Yes, my beloved Tarzan, king of the lake," I say making him smile.
"What do you think about finally heading back home?" He says and I sigh.
I would rather stay at this pub with the flirty, old waitress then go home. I'm not in the mood to listen to my mom rant about her job or about my bad manners. I also need to complete all the missed work I have missed today. Ugh, I don't want to go home.
Louis leaves a bit of money even though he doesn't have to because we only ordered water, and gets up, taking my hand in his to help me get up and I grab my shirt. We walk to the exit of the pub when I suddenly hear the annoying voice of the pedophile.
"Louis, remember to call me!" She calls out and I groan.
"Sorry, but I already have someone, and she is a keeper, kid or not." He shouts back as he squeezes my hand and my cheeks flush.
Oh my.
A/N: I feel like it has been a year since I have last updated this story and I feel like slapping myself which you are allowed to do, I deserve it, hands down. Anyways, I hope you liked the chapter, I really enjoyed writing it, I really missed this story. So vote and comment if you liked it :)
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