Breathe

Bradley is smoking hot. He's a man whore. Every girl wants to jump in his pants not to mention a few guys. But then, there's Shay. She hates everything about him, from his floppy hair to his Australian accent.
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Shay is a bookworm. She reads and reads and reads. If she's not reading she's dancing in her mother's studio.
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Somehow Bradley finds this ever so endearing and tries his very hardest to get her attention. But of course he'll never get it.

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 Bradley's POV

 I can practically taste the salt of the ocean as the smell filled my nostrils. Children screamed on the roller coasters, but it was still a calm day. I don't come here for the rides or the sea or even the food, no I come here because she's here, she's always here. I skimmed the crowd looking for the milk chocolate skin that lust after, but she's no where in sight.

"Miss me?" She scares me as she wraps her arms around my waist.

"I was just looking for you!" I smiled turning towards her. "Fuck if you don't look fantastic." And she did. Her hair flowing down her back in natural curls and her peach shorts and blue bikini that barely held her plump breasts. I smiled as her nose scrunched in the cute way it does when I swear.

"You sir have a bad mouth!"

"So punish me." I practically growl. Her breath hitches. I love the way I make her nervous. "Let's go take a swim." I offered. She nodded. I threw my shirt to the ground as she wiggled out of her tiny shorts. "Fuck." I raised my eyebrows. "What is that?" I asked pointing to the tiny bottoms she had on. She giggled.

"My swimsuit." She bit the inside of her cheek innocently.

"Fuck." I could feel myself getting hard. "God. I want you."

"Nah ah ah. Swimming remember?" I pulled her into me grinding my hips into to hers. She gasps feeling my hard on. I put my lips to her ear.

"We can fuck in the water. It's almost like swimming." I smirk as her breath hitched in her throat once more. "Except its a lot more fun... And sticky." She whimpered into my neck.

"MUST. I remind you every single day that this is a public and crowded beach?" Ew. Her. With that voice that made me want to throw myself off a cliff. I groaned in annoyance.

"Hello to you too Shaylynn."

"It's shay." She scoffs.

"Who cares?" I loosen my grip from around the girls waist.

"This is the 3rd girl this week that you've fondled. No one wants to watch that."

"You don't work here. You have no say in what I do." I shrug.

"3rd?" The girl asks. Damn what's her name? I choose to ignore her.

"My uncle is the coast guard. I'm substituting for him this week."

"Good for you?" I rolled my eyes.

Shays POV

"Good for me yes and bad for you. I have the authority to kick you off of this Board walk."

"Do not."

"I'll call security you little...twerp."

"Twerp? What is this a '90's kids TV show?" He smirked as I felt my cheeks warm.

Bradley's POV

That was what I was waiting for. I just love annoying her. She's so uptight and boring. She only hates me because I tried to fuck her in a bathroom. Why did I do that? She's not even hot. Desperate I guess. That girl has great reflexes I'll tell you.

"UGG. YOURE SUCH A...!"

"Go ahead say it."

"AN ANNOYING LITTLE TROLL." I burst into laughter. What a square.

"Okay, okay I'll leave. But um... I'll see you this Saturday."

"What?" Confusion in her voice.

"That's when you teach hip hop right? At your mom's studio."

"Please tell me you're not coming to that."

"But then I'd be lying." I smirked grabbing the girl's hand and walking past her. This will be fun

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