9~ The beach (2)

Liliana's point of view

I closed my eyes whilst walking alongside. The breeze from the sea sent goosebumps on my skin making me shiver slightly.

The smell of the beach was sooting to me and I loved the feel of the beach sand on my feet.

"You are really enjoying the weather?" Ricardo voice brought me out of my reverie.

"Oh. I do, I like the beach, one of my favorite places to be on earth," I said to him.

"So, Lily, tell me, if you had to choose between leaving the country to stay with your loved ones when there is war or stay in the country and help with the situation, what would it be?" Ricardo asked.

At first, I stopped and raised my brows at him, giving him a questioning look.

"Okay scratch that," he said and I chuckled.

"Seriously? Is that even a question?" I asked him.

"Now answer me, if you were to be a anime character or a fruit, which would it be?" I asked him.

"It's definitely not be a fruit because once in eaten, that's the end of life," he said and I chuckled.

" So an anime character it is?" I asked him and he nodded.

"Anime characters don't die easily. They are obviously the only creature on earth, that can make the impossible possible," he said.

"Okay, my turn," he said. "If you were to be a teddy bear or a carrot, what would it be?" He smirked.

"Is that a question? Like seriously," I couldn't help but laugh. His questions were hilarious.

After a while of asking ourselves random and crazy questions, we changed the topic into something else.

"Why not tell me about yourself, Mr. Almighty Ric," I said.

"I'm mighty alright, mighty handsome, everything that are used to classify an handsome looking man like me is what I am,"  He spoke so highly of himself.

I scoffed, "Keep deceiving yourself? Like how old are you?" I asked him.

"I sure know, I am dear than you and definitely taller than you by a foot!" He deadpanned.

"You are always so prideful," I snorted.

"A narcissist, I'd rather call myself," he said to me.

"And if obviously not call myself a man with no action. We could actually test how good I am with everything I claimed to be?" He said to me

"Hmm, that's a good one," I tapped my index finger on my chin thinking, of what to do with him.

"Hmm..." I smirked.

"How about you get three girls' number without speaking to them," I demanded.

"What? How can I not speak to them and want their numbers? It's funny." He says. "I'm so gonna look like Henry Hart from Henry Danger who talked to Bianca with his eyes." He added

I couldn't help but laugh remembering that particular scene from Henry Danger.

He was incredibly terrible and the look he got from Bianca made it worse.

"Okay, cancel that, talk to them. Let me see how mighty you are." I folded my arms across my chest.

"Watch and learn, pretty lady." He caresses my cheek and I couldn't help but feel tense.

I watched how he approached the ladies one after the other and collected their number so easily. Do they not know what playing hard to get is?

Why were teenagers this way? Always giving in to fine guys without bursting your over floating ego.

But the worst thing was, the third girl had a guy's hand around her waist which I guess is her boyfriend or her hookup because when he approached them, she was giggling and giving him seductive looks and Ric loved it.

I mean she has a guy with her, that's really bad. He did that to show me how handsome and mighty he is.

"So what do you say to my skills babe?" He asked with a lopsided grin.

I furrowed my brows, "I'm coming, let me judge the scenes in my memories first," I replied.

I fake smiled at him and said to him, "You tried but the girls you met were a bit desperate for a boyfriend or just desperate." I said emphasizing 'desperate.'

He scoffed. "You never cease to amaze me sweet cheeks." He said.

I gave him and irritated look, he shouldn't call me names that weren't my name's.

"If you want to speak, call me by my name and not something I am not, it's gross!" I lamented and he chuckled.

"And you will never stop being a pervert, will you?" I added with a serious face.

"You are so cute." He says and touches my cheek.

"Stop doing that, you are hurting them." I pouted.

He just looked at me and I couldn't find what he was staring at. Then I saw where he was looking. Damn it! Ric was a true pervert.

He was staring at my cleavage.

I was dressed in a pink cotton shorts with pockets at both sides with a white loose V- neck crop top.

I smacked him on his arms. "You are a perv. How dare you?!" I shouted.

He began laughing.

"I didn't ask them to stare at me, they stared at me first and I did what was needed to be done, stare at them back," he replied and I gave him a scowl.

"Get a better job in this life!" I yelled.

The day went smoothly, we didn't know where we were walking to but we were talking and strolling along. Playing and shouting too.

All my life, I would always prefer to sit rather than walk around. I would rather listen than talk. But with Ric everything felt so different, I felt free to talk to him. Maybe the old me was coming back.

I'm happy I can finally speak up, Juli always told me it was fun to be able to talk with confidence even when you say rubbish.

Right now we were seated on the sand of the beach not too close to the water.

"Have you ever had a boyfriend before?" Ric asked me out of the blue.

That was so unexpected.

"Nope," I replied. "And you must have had countless girlfriends. " I added.

He only shrugged. "Come on, answer me," I said trying to forcefully get him to answer.

"It's so strange, you tell me I'm a 4 out of 10 when, but I still get girls swooning around me." He said.

"And your point is?" I asked confused.

"I have standards when it comes to girls, and I'm sure if I complete my statement now, your ego would be bruised." He smirked.

"Come on, say it!" I demanded. His continuous laughter made me more curious.

"Are you ready for it?" He smirked.

"Yes..." I pouted, eagerly curious about what he wanted to say.

"You are not the type of girl I would ask to be my girlfriend." He deadpanned and my jaw dropped.

And that was the bomb. What!? Does he mean my class is so low? He really did bruise my ego. He made me feel bad. I know I've never been so confident in myself before but he made me this worse.

I could cry now. This is so painful.

Then he laughed. Ricardo laughed like his life depended on it.

"You should have seen your face, Lily!" He laughed again.

"You were so broken. Where is the girl who believed I was 4 out of 10?" He laughed again. "I was kidding! Come on! I'm sorry lily." He said.

I was really angry, this is so annoying. I was kinda hurt. No! I WAS hurt.

He kept saying sorry while caressing my arm. I, on the other hand, didn't look at his face even though the soft touches were sending tingles all over my body.

"Look at me, Lily." He demanded, he curled his index finger under my chin and made me face him.

"I was kidding and besides... I just wanted to see your reaction. Will you forgive me?" He asked.

"You know Ric, all my life, I have always preferred to be in the shadow than the spotlight. Not all my life but at least, I used to be the girl who had it all. I was just mad because I lost confidence in myself three years ago. When you said that, if it was the liliana of before, I'd definitely have a nice comeback," I chuckled.

The irony of life.

"I'm sorry I made you feel bad," he whispered.

Suddenly the energy changed between us. I didn't realize we were so close to each other.

Little by little, he was leaning in while I was stuck to my position watching what was happening and waiting for it.

I didn't know what I expected as I closed my eyes, letting whatever was controlling me control me. I didn't know what was happening, until I heard someone scream my name.

What was I doing? I asked myself, unsure of what was going to happen next.

Dang it! Way to spoil the mood.