Another World

Taylor decided that once she finsied school she wanted to travel.What happens when she ends up meeting her favourite boy band? Will it be a dream come true or just a dream?


8. Private Beach

Taylor’s P.O.V

We pulled up to a deserted beach. It was around 2 in the afternoon and the sun was shining brightly which made me confused as why no one was here. Yet again Zayn held the door for me as I got out. I took my shoes off and put them in the car before closing the door. Harry and Louis were already on the beach tackling each other. Niall and Liam were running down to join them but Zayn stayed back with me. “You should of told me we were coming to the beach, I would of bought my swimmers.” I said to Zayn a little disappointed I couldn’t swim. “You wouldn’t want to; it is way too cold to swim.” Zayn said with a little laugh. We walked down to the beach and found the boys on top of each other. Once they got up Louis ran to the car to get the footy that he had left in there. We split into teams; Liam, Louis and I against Zayn, Harry and Niall. It was the out of control game of touch I had played. After about 15 minutes it turned into tackle. Somehow we managed to keep getting closer and closer to me. Zayn and I were the closest to the water. Liam passed me the ball and I thought if I ran into the shallow part of the water I would be able to get past Zayn. Just as Zayn was about to get me as I threw the ball to Liam, but Zayn still tackled me. We splashed into the waist height water with Zayn on top of me. I felt Zayn pull me out of the water resulting in my face almost on his. The rest of the boys seemed oblivious to what was going on. I started laughing as I looked at Zayn smiling. “You said you wanted to swim.” He said cheekily. I couldn’t help it I pushed him back into the water. He sat in the water smiling at me half evilly. I stepped back slowly not knowing what he was going to do. He shot up and I ran up the beach. He was faster than me and quickly caught up. He wrapped his arms around me and then picked me up into the bridal hold. He wrapped my arms around his neck, hoping I would be able to hang on.

Zayn’s P.O.V

I couldn’t believe it; she had caught me off guard and pushed me into the water. I ran after her as she tried to ran away. As I picked her up she wrapped her arms around my neck. I looked into her gorgeous brown eyes. The wind was blowing her hair away from her face, letting her curls fly in the wind. I turned around and headed back to the water. “Zayn, don’t you dare.” She said looking into my eyes. I was almost about to her put her down but where would the fun be in that; I wasn’t even in the water yet. I kept walking still looking at her as I walked closer to the water. As the water hit my feet Taylor obviously knew and held on tighter. “Zayn I’m already wet.” She said looking into my eyes. “Then it won’t matter.” I said cheekily. She laughed a little “I’ll do anything just don’t put me in the water.” She begged. “Fine, stay with me here and have dinner with me.” I said looking into her eyes trying to put as much of a hint towards my feelings into that. “And if I don’t agree?” she questioned cheekily. Well two could play at this game. I pretended to drop her. “Next time you will be in the water” I said smiling. She agreed and I carried her back out. We walked up to the car and Louis had managed to pack towels. Taylor stripped off into her underwear wit her towel around her. I had a hoddie in the car so I gave it to her to wear and I took off my shirt just left in my shorts. We placed our clothes on the top of the car to try and dry in the last hour or so in the sun. We went for a walk along the beach as the boys were climbing on the rocks at one end.

We walked along the water’s edge, occasionally running away from the larger waves. Talking about her family, friends, plans for the future and general things about her. I wanted to know everything. She kept asking me questions as well which I didn’t mind.

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