The Lifeguard Hates You (Completed)

June Chapter 25

Jay's holding me underwater.

This is something he's done before. Sadly, despite this being against our code of conduct, and against like a million other safety rules, this actually happens quite often. I should report him, but I always feel so guilty for goading him to this point that I haven't.

Besides I know he'll let me up in a few seconds.

I also know that even if I go up now, I'll be back under in a few seconds. He never actually holds me under until I suffocate. He always lets me up, always lets me breathe, always lets me catch my breath and warns me before I go down. And if we're going to be honest... I like it.

I'm currently clamped to his chest. I've stop struggling because I know there's no point. Both Jay and I are fully clothed, the last time he did this to me he was shirtless. I liked that time better than this one, I don't have an excuse to run my hands up and down his chest.

Sure, enough he lets me up just when I need it. I take a few deep breaths and I hear: "Take a breath," again.

"Come on! This isn't my fault!" I cry trying to eggbeater away from him. I'm trying to get myself close to a wall but Jay has been herding me away from walls and away from the shallow water where I could easily stand.

"You faked a lumbar spinal to get me in the water," he growls. He's breast stroking towards me, his form is perfect, he's purposely going slow and he's still faster than me. "Take a breath."

I take a deep breath and his hands are on my shoulders pushing me under again, but he doesn't grab me like he usually does. My eyes are closed, chlorine without goggles is a bitch, so I don't know what's happening until my face is in his hands and he's kissing me.

It's the first time he's kissed me and I'm honestly in shock. I'm in shock because it's everything I thought it would be. It's been a while since he got with a girl, I should know because I've been trying to set him up with other girls and myself for at least six years. He's out of practice and it shows but I'm on fire. Every inch of me has frozen and yet all my synapses are firing at once but that could be the fact that we're underwater and I've been holding my breath for a while. I press myself against him, instantly wanting more, needing more, begging him for more as I claw at his shirt to pull him closer. It occurs to me that this is what I should feel when Bryce kisses me.

And it's that thought there that shatters the moment.

I push Jay away and he lets me resurface this time without telling me to take a breath. I swim to the side without saying anything to him, he's faster than me, he could have caught me if he wanted to, but he obviously doesn't because I'm out of the water and neither of us has said anything. When I leave him, he's still in the middle of the deep end, where he had herded me to, treading water, calmly watching me go.

I wonder why he's doing this. He's shown no interest in me before this moment. If he was proving a point, the one where I obviously still like him more than I'll ever like Bryce, then he's done it. I just wish it weren't true.