Summer Love

Chapter 9

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Louis stood in front of Elias. Elias couldn't believe it was actually him. His features changed slightly but it was still very clear that this was his childhood friend.

His once neck-long hair was cut incredibly shorter and his jaw was now littered with slight stubble that looked a bit unkempt.

"Man," Louis sighed out. He hadn't seen him in years and he couldn't believe he was standing right in front of him. What were the odds of meeting him here on vacation?

Louis smiled and pulled Elias in for a tight hug, his hand patting his friend's back, before finally pulling away after a long, hearty greeting.

"How long's it been? Four, five years?" Elias' lips switched slightly. His eyes scrutinized Louis, his thoughts wandering back to Candice just moments ago.

He looked in the direction she went for a quick second before staring back into the green eyes of Louis. "Just about that," Louis chuckled. His eyes averted to behind Elias. "Who's the chick that was with you just a moment ago?" He smiled.

Elias continued to stare at Louis, "How about we talk about what you've been doing for the past five years, hm?"

The green-eyed boy showed Elias his teeth in a grin, "You've never been one for beating around the bush. Guess you haven't changed."

Elias gave a simple shrug, "Can't say the same about you," Louis didn't miss the double meaning in his statement, but chose to ignore it.

They both began to walk, Elias whipping out his phone and sending a quick text to Candice and telling her that he'll be back in a bit, and to find Angel if she was through before he arrived.

"What's the word, Hamilton?" Elias doesn't waste any time in speaking as he sits down across from Louis.

Louis rubbed his palms together, the friction creating a dry sound. "Just here with a couple of friends, can't complain," He explains.

Elias leans back and hums out a response, "How's your mother?"

Louis' face hardens, "Alive, and that's about all I know," He shrugs uncaringly. They did not by any means have a good relationship, especially since his father started drinking.
"She calls once in a while, booked this plane ticket for me and now, here I am."

Elias knew that Louis had had it rough these past couple of years, "Still in school?"

Louis looked up at the guy he always considered his brother, "Barely, but my friends always make the experience fun," He chuckles as he rests an arm behind his head. "But let's talk about you, Dankworth." He paused. "Still a virgin?" He smirked.

They last saw each other when they were about thirteen and Louis always felt superior when he lost his virginity at the age of twelve.

Elias licked his bottom lip, "Maybe. What's it to you?"

Elias lost his virginity at 16, a little more than a year ago. He had sex countless times since then, but yet with the same girl. He liked her, a lot, and he thought that she reciprocated the feelings. She was more experienced than him and seemed to want to be fucked by him every night.

Turned out that she never really returned feelings for him; mutual ones at least. It was all physical attraction for her; lust. Elias spoiled her for other men. The way he took her body to heights that she had never been as he drove orgasm after orgasm out of her shocked her up to this moment.

Up to this day, she still didn't believe that she was the first girl that he fucked, he was too fucking good at it.

"I guess that's a yes," Louis laughed. Elias simply gave another shrug. Louis didn't have to know about his business, let him assume what he wants. "I heard you replaced me, Dankworth."