Forgotten- a Niall Horan fanfiction

Ugh. Perfect.

As I walk to the beach, I can already hear the waves crashing into the sand. Every step closer I get, the stronger the smell of salty water and coconut flavored sun cream got. I thought since I'd just graduated if take a holiday to Florida, on the beach. I just wanted to relax. I've finally graduated, and all I want is the sand stuck to my legs and the palm trees overlooking me as I lay on the beach.

As I step onto the sand, I see that the beach only has a few 100 people, and no kids. *imaginary fist pump*

I take my favourite towel and lay it on the sand Inbetween a tanning man who looked my age, and a woman who looked to be in her 30s reading a book.

As I look at my towel, I lay down and don't bother to apply sun cream, I need a tan anyway. I pull out 'The fault in our stars' and start to read. After about an hour, I turn to see that the man beside me had revealed his face and was looking me up and down.

"Oh, hi... Uh... Sorry" he says, looking away, blushing.

"It's alright" I giggle and return to my book.

"John green eh?" he says with a strong American accent.

"Yeah, I love his books" I giggle, turning away from my book. "You know him?"

"Yeah, I've read that one" he smiles, staring into the sun.

While I get the chance, I stare at his golden skin and 6-pack, with dark brown hair up in a quiff.

I had to admit, I did fancy him. He read john green, ugh. Perfect.

"You're staring at me" he giggles.

"Was not!" I giggle, hitting his toned stomach with my book.

"I guess were even" he giggles.

So. Damn. Cute.

"I'm Finn" he says, holding out his arm.

I hold out my hand and receive a friendly hand shake.

"Brooke" I smile.

"Well, Brooke, I have to go home now, give me a call?" he says, handing me a business card with a photo of him.

Lawyer. Umpff.

"I will" I smile, returning to my book as he gathers his belongings and heads off.

****

As soon as I got home about half an hour later, I picked up my iPhone 5 and rung him. Couldn't. Fucking. Wait.

The phone rang a few times before I heard his familiar voice.

"Hello, Dartman Lawyers?" he said.

"It's Brooke, mr businessman" I giggled.

"Oh, it's you..." He said sarcastically.

I giggled at him before he brought up the subject I had been waiting for.

"So I'm free tonight, how's your schedule?"

"Sounds good" I smile over the phone.

After a few more minutes if chatting and sorting out times and where to go, I hung up.

As I laid on the couch, I sighed.

"So, who's Finn?" I hear Amy say from the hallway.

Amy's my best friend, and without her I would be in deep shit. She's so supportive, and her family's mega rich so we have the pleasure of stuff like Florida, and the apartment we've rented is absolutely amazing.

"My date tonightttt" I say in a weird accent, earning myself a giggle.

"So is he a hotty?" she says, chucking a grape in her mouth.

"Mhmmm" I nod with big eyes.

Amy has absolutely gorgeous red -brown hair that goes down to her bum when it's wet. She has light skin with freckles all over which suited her perfectly, which always caught the boys' attention.

"So... You've moved on?" she asks.

"Don't bring that up, amy" I growl.

"So where are you going?" she replies immediately trying to change the subject.

"He's taking me to the Olive Garden down the street." I blush.

"BROOKE! you scored biggg!" she over reacted.

"I'm leaving in an hour, so help me pick an outfit. And sexy" I wink, earning myself another giggle.