And I, You

12

Later that night everyone kinda just chilled around, doing their own thing. Isadora and I sat in our rooms for about an hour or so, trying on each other's clothes and having a mini fashion walk

I looked ridiculous, we were trying to create bad outfits, I currently had on a tiny little latex crop top on, a bright pink skirt and knee high lace up boots with sunglasses on. I started at the other end of the hallway to her and strutted down our fake runway giving her a pose once I reached her at the other end

She stood there filming and laughing, I turn back around from her getting an instant fright from Lucas who stood behind me. I fell to the ground from the fright, Isadora practically wheezing in the corner from catching it on camera

"What the fuck are you wearing. You look like a tramp" Lucas said, looking me up and down "don't I look hot?" I pouted "yes. But that's not something you'd wear, your not a skank" he replied "well thank you. I'll add that to the list of nice things you've ever said to me. That makes lucky number 3!" I joke

"We're just wearing ridiculous outfits" Isadora stated, standing up and showing him her outfit. She was wearing a black top with shouts on it, neon green shorts and big chunky boots "are they my boots?" He asked her, pointing to them

"Oh yea" she shrugged, kicking them off and throwing them in our room "I'm gonna get changed" she laughed, heading down the hallway to her room. I went into my room, picking up the clothes I had on before "oh fuck! I need to-" I start, turning to head back to izzy's room

Lucas stood in the doorway, deciding I couldn't be bothered to go all the way to her room, I turned around and moved my hair to the side "can you unzip this?" I ask him "uh..sure" he mumbled, pulling down the zipper "thanks" I reply

"Are you gonna go now..?" I question as he stood in the door still "nope" he smirked. I sighed. Can I even be bothered trying to argue with him right now? "Why are you even up here?" I asked, turning away from him and pulling on the Burberry top I had on before "to say dinners ready" he replied

I pull my jeans up my legs under the skirt, making sure he can't see anything and pulling the skirt off once the jeans are on "your so short without heels on" he states, coming up to compare my height to his in the mirror "whatever. It's more fun this way" I reply.

I climbed up on to the bed, he watched me curiously as I turned his body back around so it wasn't facing me. I jumped onto his back, wrapping my legs around his torso. He caught me, stumbling a little bit from the sudden weight on his back "carry me downstairs please" I ask. I see him smirk in the mirror, and doing what i say.

It was now like 7:30pm. We ate dinner and then went off to do our own things again, I've just been drawing away on a sketch pad I brought with me in my room quite contently. I sat at the bay window, drawing the sky which was almost pitch black by now, fricken New York.

Lucas moped his way into the room, flopping down on the bed "whatareyoudoing?" He asked really quickly "I was drawing in silence. But oh look" I say gesturing to his presence in the room. He jumped up off the bed, coming over to me and taking the sketch pad off me

He takes one look at it for about 0.5 seconds then throws it onto the bed behind him "omg fuck off" I say annoyed, getting up to get the sketch pad back. Lucas took this as an opportunity to pick me up and throw me over his shoulders again. I cursed myself for falling into that trap

He carried me down the stairs despite my protest, heading out the door to the pool "Lucas don't you fucking dare" I shout. He doesn't listen though, running and jumping into the pool with me still on his back

The cold water soaks my clothes, my makeups probably running all down my face. He let go of me so I swim back up to the surface, taking a gasp of air when I get there "I seriously hate you" I say looking at him

He had a big cheeky grin on his face, satisfied with what he'd done. I swam to the edge of the pool by the deep end, hes lucky it's a heated pool otherwise I would've bet his ass. I rested my head against the edge, facing the pool in front when he swam over

He did the same thing, sitting beside me just watching the sky. I smiled a real smile for once, looking up at the sky too. I was so caught in my own thoughts that I hadn't even realised that he had moved

He grabbed my legs pulling me under the water before I got a chance to hold on to the wall or swim away from him. I swam back to the surface, water dripping off my face. He brought his thumbs up to my eyes, wiping away the mascara that melted its way down due to the water

"You're so beautiful" he mumbled, more to himself then to me. I kind of didn't know what to do, I was stuck in this position yet I couldn't find one part of me that wanted to move. He continued looking at me for a few seconds longer, my eyes flickered down to his lips and his did the same

He slowly began to move closer to me, my legs used his waist as a support to keep me up. Our lips were only millimetres away from each other's, my breath hitched in my throat "Maya? Are you out here?" Riley called from the door

I pulled away from Lucas, instantly coming back to my senses "Yea I'm coming wait for me" I tell her. I swim away from him, leaving him behind before finding the steps to the pool and climbing out to meet Riley.