if I’m dreaming, baby, please don’t wake me up
“You’re jealous, aren’t you?” plz babe? You’re the bestest!
The ocean crashed gracefully around your ankles as stared at the tiny fish swimming around the water. Ethan had walked back to go get you two some drinks leaving you to quietly admire the ocean on your own. However, your peaceful moment was quickly interrupted when an unfamiliar male voice rang through your ears. “Hey.” The deep voice said as you turned to face the unknown person.
The boy was tall, fairly tan and had a large surfboard slung under his left arm, as a matter of fact, he sort of reminded you a little bit of Ethan’s brother, Grayson. “Hi,” You said softly, trying not to sound to intrigued by his presence.
“I just noticed you looked a little bored out here and I was going to ask if maybe you wanted to come surf with me and my buddies.” The boy smiled and pointed to a group of oddly similar looking boys all carrying boards of their own.
You shook your head and smiled, “Im actually just waiting on my boyfriend to get back, but thank for the offer.” You smiled, trying your best to be polite.
“Really, that's a shame, we would have shown you a good time.” He chuckled, shifting his board under his arm, his biceps flexing as he did.
“Is that so?” Ethan’s voice boomed out, catching both your and the boys attention. Ethan was clearly not happy with the scene that he had arrived too and it showed.
“Come find us if you get bored, babe.” The boy chuckled before sprinting back off to his group.
“Babe?” Ethan scoffed, his fists clenched at his side as his eyes narrowed in irritation. “What the hell did he want from you?”
“He asked me to go surf with them.” You laughed, trying to make light of the situation, not wanting Ethan to become to upset.
“Surf, who does he think he is some…some…stupid surfer dude or something.” Ethan struggled to come up with some kind of insult to throw at the boy and his effort was kind of amusing. “he is probably just overcompensating for something with that huge surfboard of his.” He continued to pour out insults at the boy as he stared at the group.
“You’re jealous, aren’t you.” You grinned coyly, crossing your hands over your bathing suit-clad chest.
“What no!” He responded, finally taking his eyes off of the group of surfers. “Jealous of those dorks, really?” He jabbed his thumb in their direction as he spoke.
“You are so jealous of them.” You teased.
“Are too.” You turned to head back towards shore, knowing that your words were killing Ethan.
“I am not Jealous of them,” He yelled after you, “Y/N, get back here.” He yelled watching as you took off in a sprint away from the ocean and back towards your towel.