What Happened That Day (Part of the 'That Day' Series)

Chapter 3 - what the hell

Scott

I can't even describe the things that this girl makes me feel and thats just looking at her. Thank the lord I've got swimming trunks on and not my skinny jeans, the bulge in my trunks is bad enough. She's absolutely captivating. Her light pink hair is wore in a messy bun on the top of her head showing off her bare shoulders and her beautifully sun kissed skin. She's wearing a strapless pink bandeau top that shows off her curvy body and that cracking rack of hers. Her perky tits bounce every time she laughs and each time my already hard cock twitches and I can't stop the thoughts going through my head of how fucking sexy it would be to have that gorgeous face looking down at me as she rides my dick. Down her arms colourful tattoos are perfectly placed and then Underneath the table I can see she's wearing ridiculously short denim shorts that show off her insanely long legs and they're also covered in colourful tattoos that start from her shins and go right up each thigh. Fucking hell. I have to have her, my dick would never forgive me if not.

"He's taking them over now" Nate says as the pair of us watch the friendly waiter take over the drinks we've bought for the girls. Luckily he knew what they'd been drinking so hopefully this goes down well, my dick depends on it.

The girls chat and giggle with the young dark haired waiter longer than i would of liked as Nate and I sit here and watch on like bloody stalkers. Move it mate. Then it's as If she's read my mind when my eyes collide with two deep blue ones. It's weird, I swear for a moment there I'm pretty sure time stopped still, at least that's what It felt like to me. I don't know what the hell happened, all I know is that when my eyes met hers some kind of overwhelming emotion come over me and I can't explain it. Any other time I'd run for the hills but for some reason I just can't look away. What the hell.

Glancing to my right I swear Nate looks like he's about to piss his pants as the curvy brunette raises her glass and shouts thanks to him followed by her pink haired friend.

"Breathe mate, breathe"

"Piss off" he scoffs under his breath and I chuckle.

All of a sudden both girls rush past us without even giving us a second glance. Shit. That was not how that was supposed to go. I roll my eyes when Nate slumps back in his seat. "Don't give up yet mate, they'll be back" I Hope.

Minutes feel like hours as we try our best to fall back in to conversation with the lads. Where are they?
Dan heads to the bar for the next round of beers and Tom also disappears leaving Nate and I to chat freely away from the others. "Where do you think they've gone?" I can't believe I'm asking that, what the hell Scott.

"No idea bro. But I bloody hope they come back. There's something about the brunette that I like."

"Wow bro, I'm impressed. Maybe you will dip in to my rubber stash on this holiday after all"

"Your funny" Nate playfully scoffs as he stands from the table.

"Oh don't you go as well" i groan. They've all fucking left me.

"I just need a piss you drama queen" he says as he nudges me on the way past. Dick

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Well the girls have made an appearance again, although they've now moved to the opposite end of the pool bar. But where the hell is Nate? He's been away ages. Don't get me wrong I love his older cousin and his friends but all of them with just me and no Nate, Dan or Tom to back me up they have my life, constantly. It's not my fucking fault they can't get there dick wet weekly, clearly whatever they're doing is not working for the women. Not my problem.

"Oh Nate thank fuck, wher-" Where the hell is he going?

No fucking way

I feel like a proud father watching him as he pulls a seat out to sit at the table with the girls. I don't know what's happened in the last 20 minutes but fucking hell i'm loving it. That's what I want to see, Nate coming back out of his shell that he's been tucked away in. I can only silently watch on as he chats to them and occasionally i hear them laugh. When Nate turns in his seat and arches his head towards me I almost lose it there and then and rush over. Almost. Then two sets of eyes are on me, one from the pretty brunette Nate seems to be so fond of and then two from the total knockout next to her. Fuck is she gorgeous.
I don't know what's wrong with me, i awkwardly raise my beer and grin before shouting hello. I have no idea what just happened to me but I seriously need to pull myself together she's just like any other woman I want to sleep with. Isn't she?

Her dark blue eyes continue to study me. As if she's taking in each and every part of me and boy do I love it, Check me out all day gorgeous. We're caught up in a staring match, neither one of us wanting to look away. I sure as hell know I won't be the one to. After another minute I watch as her cheeks flush a lovely shade of pink and she looks away, but not two seconds later she quickly glances back at me to check I'm still staring. Which of course I am. I smile like a fucking idiot and she grins at me before looking away again, this time to grab her friends sunglasses and she throws them on. No fair.

Not even a minute later Nate stands from the table with a face like an arse and heads back towards us.
No. No . No.

"What the hell?"

"They're going home tonight" he sulks.

"And?"

"What do you mean and? They're going home. End of. I was just being stupid" Nope, not happening. He is not going back on this, I won't let him.

"Oh come on mate. You can't give up that easily. That's a full day of grafting you could be doing. Think of what you could do in a full day if you really like her" I could think of plenty, and they start and finish upstairs in my hotel room.

Nate takes a drink of his pint and shrugs. This is the only girl he's actually been interested in for the last few years, surely he's not that stupid to just let her go without a little fight. Have I taught him nothing?

"What can i do?" He asks.

"Stick with me mate, I'll sort this out" Your mine blue eyes.