16Long time no see, guys! Here's the part two of my tumblr love story. Enjoy!
Disclaimer- I do NOT own the Winx Club.
"I can't believe Andy isn't with Luke!" Bloom pouts as I click the tv off. We just finished watching the most emotional episode of Rookie Blue, not expecting the climatic ending.
"I know, but then again he cheated on her!" I lay down on my bed and Bloom mimics me. We both heave a huge sigh, so many feelings filling up inside us.
My phone starts buzzing from my desk, both Bloom and I gasping, knowing who it is.
"Pick it up!" I laugh and run over to my desk grabbing the phone, jumping back on my purple bed and then answering.
"Hello?"
"Hey, how was the show?" His voice is even hotter in real life. I bite my lip and Bloom squeals so loudly I have to lightly kick her with my foot.
"It was really something. How was dinner?" He sighs and I can hear laughter in the background.
"There was a lot of food, like always. Now my family is just cleaning up. And I'm talking to you." I smile, and bring my knees to my chest.
"You're not going to help?" He laughs, creating butterflies in my stomach.
"I already did yesterday, don't worry. It's my buddy Riven's turn to wash the dishes, so I have all night with you." He simply says.
"Are you in Magix?" I hear movements on the other line and a long pause.
Bloom pokes me and I hold the phone by my side.
"Yeah?"
"Sky texted me, asking if I could go to the park; he said he needs to tell me something. I feel horrible leaving you." I wave my hand in the air, diminishing her guilt.
"It's okay! Have fun!" She smiles, hugs me, and then gathers up her things before she leaves. I move to the couch that's placed right in front of the huge window. I see Bloom walk out onto the street and down the path towards the park.
I pick up the phone and put back in my ear. I finally hear a door slam and then hear Brandon's voice.
"Sorry about the silence, I had to get out of the house to enjoy the night sky."
"It's okay, I had to say bye to my friend anyway. Besides you never answered my question!" He gasps and I can't help but laugh.
"Are you going to stalk me or something? Haha, I'm actually visiting my dad's friend in Linphea." I almost drop my phone, cursing as I finally catch it.
"You're kidding right?"
"No, why? Is something wrong?" I shake my head before I reply.
"No, it's just that we're practically an hour away from each other. I thought we were like a day away."
"Oh yeah, I forgot you lived in Solaria!"
"Stalker much?" I giggle, leaning my head against the warm window, staring at the apple tree my mom planted ten years ago.
"It's not called stalking, it's called wanting to know someone better."
"Really? Why is that?"
"I don't know, like I said before, I really find myself attracted to you." I burst out laughing, holding my stomach.
"You did not say that! You said you liked my sense of opinion. Nothing about attraction."
"Oops. Well at least I finally said it. But yeah, I feel connected to you. You're not like other girls who just care about themselves, but about the world. You have your own voice." He annunciates.
"Thanks. I guess I feel the same way." I take a deep breath, pinching my leg to make sure I'm not just dreaming this whole thing.
"I'd like to meet you." He voice interrupts my thoughts, leaving me confused.
"What do you mean? We practically already met on tumblr."
"I mean in person." He clarifies, and I bite my lip.
"I don't know… When will we ever have time to do that?" I think about this week's schedule, full of quizzes, rehearsals for graduation, and after school plans with Bloom. There is absolutely no time to meet Brandon.
"Well it's only eight thirty, so I think we can manage to meet tonight." My jaw drops, not expecting this at all.
"Are you sure? Where would we even meet?"
"I was thinking we could go to the beach or something, since there won't be anyone to recognize me." I think about it before I answer.
"Are you sure? Won't you get back too late?" I start subconsciously biting my nail.
He belts out a melodious laugh. "I don't have a curfew, and you don't either, right?"
"Yeah, but still, won't your parents get worried? Plus it's a school night for me."
"Just say yes Stella, that's all you have to do. Stop worrying and have a stress free night. Don't you want to go to school tomorrow all relaxed?" I nod knowing he's right.
"You're right. Do you want to meet at Montrose Beach? Or Foster?" He takes a second to respond.
"Whichever one is farthest to the city lights. I want no distractions."
"All right." Tonight is definitely going to be something.
"I'll call you when I'm in the parking lot, so start getting ready!" I say okay before we hang up.
I get up and place my phone back on its previous spot. I open up my closet and cross my arms, standing still.
I can't believe just after talking to the one and only Brandon Shields, I'm already going to meet him in person. And he was the one who actually suggested it. I search through the draws in the little dresser placed under all the hanging clothes. I find my light purple bikini I stashed away during the winter, and then get some shorts and a white shirt. I quickly change and slip on old gray converse before I start to pull my hair in a low ponytail. I spritz on light perfume and then grab my phone and my light pink cardigan.
I check my Tumblr to see what I've missed so far.
"Oh my God." I squeal out loud as I see the enormous amount of followers I just gained. Not to mention the amount of messages I just received. How the hell did they find this? The only thing that I know is that Brandon has something to do with it.
I click my inbox and widen my eyes. All of the messages are all asks, wondering why Brandon followed me and why he isn't following them, also if I could give them his tumblr. There are about two hundred messages waiting for a response. I quickly shut my laptop, not sure what I should do.
Will they start harassing me? Would I need to delete my one year old blog because of them? I shake my head as I step away and walk out of my room. I press my phone to see the time. 9:05. I still had a lot of time until Brandon arrived.
I walked slowly down the steps and told my mom where I would be heading. I spend some time idling in the living room, not really paying attention to the News on the tv. Finally when I notice it's 9:35 I walk out the door and start the car. I decide to call Bloom to tell her where I would be, in case she needed me.
By the time she stops squealing like a little girl and assures me that she won't need my help for anything, I start heading to the beach. It's almost 9:55 so I would probably get to the beach the same time as Brandon.
I drive on the highway, enjoying the night coming out and the cool breeze coming in. I always loved coming to the beach late at night with friends and family, it was always so relaxing. Nothing could make you feel better than lying down on the sand and listening to the crashing waves.
It only takes about forty minutes to reach the parking lot and another ten to walk down to the actual beach. At around 10:49 I park my car in the parking lot of Montrose Beach, since it's the farthest from civilization, and start walking past the grass and down onto the wooden pathway that lead to the beach. The city lights are faint, leaving a beautiful glow on the water up ahead.
I take my time walking down the wooden stairs, breathing in the fresh air. I thank myself for taking only electives, so I can enjoy tonight, without the worries of having to finish homework.
By the time I find a spot and sit down, staring at the shoreline, it's already 11:10. My phone starts to buzz, and I notice Brandon's number.
"Hey!"
"Hi, are you on the beach?" I pick up some sand and let the wind carry it off, being mesmerized by the beauty.
"Yeah, where are you?" I hear a honk in the distance and in the phone.
"I just parked. Want to meet me here? I'd love to walk down to this unknown beach with you.
I blush and stand up, slip off my flip flops and start walking back to the parking lot.
"I'm coming, but you owe me one." He laughs on the other line and I can't help but laugh too.
"Oh, I definitely will." I hang up and start running towards the parking lot, hoping I get there in five minutes.
Surely enough after running for five minutes I'm at the edge of the parking lot. I slow down and catch my breath as I see someone sitting on the hood of his car.
"Hi." I say as I finally reach his car, my whole body nervous, and my head filled with thoughts of unacceptance.
Brandon turns around and I can see him perfectly with the street lamp above him. He's even more gorgeous in person. He smiles brightly and gets off the hood and walks up to me. He holds out his hand, enveloping mine.
"Hi, Stella Nice to finally meet you." He lingers his eyes on mine, casually licking his lips. I clear my throat about to say something, but before I can say anything he hugs me. I automatically blush, thankful it was almost midnight so he can't see.
"You too. Shall we go?" I finally say, pointing towards the beach and he nods. I check my phone and cough. It's already midnight. But how?
"Something wrong?" Brandon asks, but I shake my head.
"I just didn't realize it was this late. It's fine though, since I live really close. Sucks for you though." I punch his arm playfully, and he laughs.
"I don't have school tomorrow, so take that." I roll my eyes, continuing the lead down the wooden path.
Brandon stops in his tracks and I turn around.
"What's wrong?" My heart stops pounding fast in my chest.
"There's no one here." He simply says and I laugh, nodding.
"No one comes here this late. Especially on a Monday." He points his finger at me in the stay position, leaving before I can ask what he's doing. A few seconds later he jogs back with a blanket draped over his arm.
"If we're alone, I'd like to at least be comfortable." I smile and shake my head in laughter.
"You were definitely prepared, weren't you?" He smiles sheepishly and takes my hand. He's holding my hand. That's all I can think as he leads me down the path again and onto the beach. He's wearing a pair of plaid shorts, sandals, white shirt, and a light black sweater.
"Of course, I wouldn't want to ruin this relaxing night for you." He finally says as he lays out the blanket onto the sand. He sits down and pats the spot next to him. I sit down and hug my knees close to my chest.
"This is really peaceful. I love just listening to nature's music." He nods and scoots closer to me.
"I could get used to this." I turn to him confused, but he keeps his eyes on the shoreline.
"Thank you. For this." I say, gesturing around us.
"We all need a break here and there, right?" I nod and lie down, breathing deeply, staring up at the stars. He joins me, gradually putting his arm over my shoulder, making me scoot closer to his chest.
"I could just sleep here." He squeezes me in agreement.
"I always dreamed of living on the beach." I look up at him, but he's already watching me.
"Me too. Scary how much we have in common." I joke. He smiles and stares up at the sky.
"You're something special, Stella. I want to know you so much more." I play with a loose thread on my cardigan before responding.
"I know so much about you, so that's unfair. I would have to tell you everything, which would take forever."
"I have time." He whispers. "What's your last name, for starters?"
"Rey. Unique I know." I smile, remembering the time Bloom learned my last name, thinking it was the strangest thing she's ever heard.
"I like it. You're a senior right? What college do you want to go to?"
"Yes, and I'm thinking about going to either UCLA or NYU. I really want to major in journalism or something in the writing field." I shiver with the unexpected cold breeze, and Brandon pulls me closer and I don't decline.
"You must be really smart. I love girls who are pretty, but if they don't have an awesome personality and a great brain, then I move on. You're one of the firsts." I leak out a laugh unintentionally.
"I'm not all that great." No one is that perfect. Definitely not me.
"Maybe not in your eyes. But trust me; you definitely have all those things." I shake my head, contemplating on arguing with him about it.
"Thanks, though." I let out a yawn, pulling my cardigan closer to my skin. I should have chosen a better wardrobe, damn.
"Thanks for coming out here, even on a school night. I needed this relaxing moment."
"No problem, I needed it too. Thanks for the idea."
"Of course, I'm just glad I can finally meet you. I'm happy I can share this moment with you." I cuddle closer to him, closing my eyes in exhaustion.
"Me too. I wouldn't change this for the world." I truthfully say before Brandon hugs me close, causing me to lay my arm on his chest.
"I hope there's more to come." He whispers to me, putting his other arm around me. I snuggle deep into his chest, tired from school, and glad I can finally relax.
Nothing could be better than this, snuggling under the stars, especially with someone who actually gets me. I hope too, that there will be more nights like this. And not with somebody else, but with Brandon Shields.
Awww! Cute, right? Sorry I haven't updated, school has been a big pain in my ass. I'm currently working on a Floral/Helia requested fanfic, so I'm spending my time perfecting it! I'll publish it soon. Maybe later this week? See you guys later!
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~Golden Storms