Piling out of the van, we’re greeted by a strong hurl of wind. “Woah.” Matt says, holding on to his beanie. “What beautiful weather.” Lee says sarcastically. Mat grumbles something. “Don’t whine you whimps. There’s nothing like some fresh air, besides, there is some fun stuff to do.” Jordan says. “Like what? Build sandcastles?” Lee replied. “Sandcastles are cool.” Jordan said back chuckling. “I like sandcastles.” I add, giggling. “Well you’re cute so you’re allowed to.” Oli puts his arm around me and squeezes. I see Mat scowl at us. “
"Hey is that a volley ball net over there?” Lee asks. “I believe so.” Oliver says. “Come on lads! Let’s have a game!” Jordan cheers. “In this weather?” Matt says raising his eyebrow. “Aw, scared you’re gonna lose?” Jordan teases him. “Bring it on then!” Matt replies smirking. “Who’s gonna be with who?” He says, jumping leg to leg pretending to warm up. “Well it’s gonna be 3 vs 3,” Jordan says. “I get Y/N.” Oliver says and smiles down at me. “I’ll be with those two.” Matt says and puts his arm around me and Oli. “Nicholls, Lee. You’re with me, come on lads.” Jordan clicks his fingers and fakes a competitive face.
Charging down to the net, Jordan goes to find a ball. “Group huddle guys.” Matt says and us three bob our heads together. “Y/N and Oli, you’ll be by the front and I’ll take the back.” He says with a serious look before we burst out laughing. I’ve never played volley ball before, this’ll be interesting.
Jordan returns with a ball and we cover both sides of the net. Excitedly, I hop up and down. “Chill your beans, Y/N.” Oli says and grins at me.
“Whoever gets the first point wins. Game on!” Jordan says, throwing the ball upwards. Jumping, Oli taps it with his right hand, Jordan then hits it back. Aggressively, Matt smacks the ball. Again, Jordan returns the ball and it comes to me. I wince and stick my arms out hoping to hit it. I feel it hit my hands and it goes to Mat. Mat to Matt, Matt to Lee, Lee to Oli, Oli to Matt, Jordan to me, me to Jordan. It was repetitive passing. I was hitting it better each time, I hope. Back and forth the ball went.
Fifteen minutes passed and still nobody had scored. I begin to puff. “Exhausted, Y/N?” Jordan laughs at me and strikes the ball. “Some of us don’t jump around on stage 24/7.” I reply smiling. “Come here then.” Oli says and opens his arms. I raise my eyebrow. “What?” I ask. Matt hits the ball and Oli runs over to me, picking my up. “Oli, stop it!” I scream laughing. Hoisting me up into his shoulders, I feel like a giant. “Wow Y/N, you’ve grown.” Lee shouts over to me, hitting the ball back. “I know!” I say. Shakily, I try to get comfortable. Oli holds my legs and chuckles. Matt smacks the ball again.
“Y/N, this is for you!” Jordan yells and the ball comes flying at me. I strike the ball and cheer to myself. The ball goes into Mat’s direction, who looks even more pissed off. However, he hits the ball and it soars into mine and Oli’s direction. Oli lifts lets go of my legs and taps the ball back over. I wobble unsteadily. “Don’t slip, kitten.” Oliver smirks. Lee hits it back over to Matt. Again, Jordan aims for me. Surprisingly, I smack the ball. It zooms to Mat, who wasn’t paying attention. “Nicholls!” Jordan calls to Mat. But it was too late and the ball landed to the sand.
Matt is first to cheer. “Yay!” I say with glee. Oli swoops me down and holds me in his arms. I swing my arms round his neck and giggle. Sweetly, he kisses my lips. “Get a room.” Jordan yells to us. “Oh, I would if I could.” Oli winks at him. “Too much information.” He replies. “You’ll hear her later anyway.” He winks again and we laugh. He softly drops me onto the sand. “You’re just Mr Grumps because we won.” I say jokingly. Matt coughs obviously and approaches Jordan. “Who’s the loser?” He rubs it in his face. “Oh I’ll show you.” Jordan says, before tackling Matt to the sand. “Dude get off me! I have sand all over me!” He whines whilst Jordan laughs.
I remember I have my camera with me, so I toddle to the side of the net and pick up my camera bag. As soon as I get the chance, I snap Jordan and Matt on the floor wrestling like deranged siblings. l smile to myself.
Finally, he gets off and the two jump up. A strong gust if wind flies at us. “Well I’m nice and warm now.” Lee says. “Not for long.” Jordan replies and he gives a fun look at Oli. The two run up to Lee and hold him up. “Guys get off of me!” He screams. We knew where they were heading - to the nice cold sea. I take a picture of them charging down the sand with Lee until they go out of sight. Squirming, we can still hear Lee yelling for help. Then splash. Into the water Lee went. “Oh, you pricks!” We hear Lee holler. Matt and Mat begin to laugh. Well, at least he’s laughing.
We then can hear Jordan and Oli calling us for help. Trotting down the beach, we see Lee dragging Jordan into the water and Oliver trying to save him. Immediately, I take another shot as I smile. “Oi, come on.” Matt says to the both of us. I shake my head and then the two run up to the water, kicking their shoes off as they went. Another opportunity to take a photo. They bombard the three and they all plunge into the water. Snap, I took another picture. They’re such interesting people, I can’t help but laugh at them. I wander closer to the water. Admiringly, I stare at the five men, my heroes, acting like five year olds. Click.
“Y/N, come on!” One of them yell, I can’t figure out who. “I can’t.” I shout back disappointedly. My cuts… I’d be in excruciating pain. Oli comes bouncing out the water like a puppy. “Fuck it’s freezing.” He says before wrapping his arms around me, gross, he’s all wet. “Why won’t you come in, love?” He asks me. “My arms. It’d hurt like hell. And I don’t want the rest of them seeing my arm.” I say looking at the sand. “Maybe it would clean them, I will kiss you better. And don’t worry about that, sweetie, they don’t care.” He replies softly, looking down kindly at me. “I’m not sure.” I say uneasily. “Come on Y/N!” I hear Jordan say. “Please!” He adds. I smile. “I may as well try.” I shrug and Oliver kisses me. “Just, one picture.” I smirk as I hold up my camera. “Fine.” Oli grins as he bares a huge smile like a child. I beam down as I take the picture.
I yank off my jacket and kick off my shoes. Assuring I have my camera strap wrapped around my neck, I smile. Luckily, I brought my waterproof today. “That’s my girl.” He beams at me and holds me in his arms and begins to make his way to the water. “Oh, so I’m your girl now?” I raise my eyebrows. Inside my heart is jumping with glee. “Maybe.” He kisses my cheek. “I wouldn’t mind that.” I giggle. “Good.” He replies and we bound into the water. I feel the salty water flush into my cuts.
“Shit!” I gasp quickly. “What?” Oli asks. “My arm.” I mumble. “Oh sweetheart.” He sighs then kisses my forehead. The guys bundle together and splash around. I see Jordan take a glimpse at my arm. He looks up at me and smiles, I return one weakly. Jordan jumps on top of Oli and gets him in a headlock, snap, they splash around in the water next to me. The others are swimming around aimlessly. Taking a quick photo, I giggle watching Oliver and Jordan play fight. “You guys are such five year olds.” I giggle. “Come here.” Oli says before grabbing me and tickling me. “Oli, stop!” I laugh. He twirls me around sweetly in the water before holding me tightly to his warm chest.
Pressing my lips against his, I suddenly felt the urge to kiss him. “How many times do I need to tell you two to get a room?” Jordan chuckles before swimming away. I run my hands through his wet hair, wiping it out of his eyes. His hand travels up my drenched shirt and he grabs my breast. He squeezes it and I begin to giggle. “What?” He asks me, nuzzling my nose. “Nothing.” I smile. He reconnects our lips. I cannot help but feel his chest; it’s beautiful. My hand slides down further to his hip bone, and carries on. I unbutton his jeans and I feel him smile against my lips. Going underneath his boxers, his smile widens. “Oh Y/N, never knew you was this sort of girl.” He whispers, and carries on to kiss me. I grab hold of his length and begin to toss. I feel his smile widen against my lips. He trails his hand from my breast to my trouser line, undoing my jeans, he slips his hand into my underwear. He begins to rub, and I moan quietly. “You can’t keep quiet, can you?” He chuckles against my lips. “I’m sorry.” I apologise and smile. “No need to be, sweetie.” His hand moves quicker, as does mine.
“Hey lovebirds!” Lee calls, interrupting. We pull our hands out immediately and turn around. “We can finish that later.” He whispers into my ear. Paddling over, I notice that we’re now in more shallow water. Matt and Jordan are wrestling with each other, so I take a quick picture. I’ve also noticed that Jordan is the most childish out of them. Mat and Lee are just standing in the water aimlessly, so I snap another shot. As I still can’t touch the floor, Oli holds me up. I can’t help but notice Mat glare at my arm. I try to hide it, but I don’t want to have to put my arm in the water because it stings my skin unbearably. From where it was dipped in the water before, my arm is a carmine red. I see Oli scowl at Mat as he looks at my arm. “Pack it in.” He growls at him. Mat looks up at Oli’s glance and he mumbles something. “What did you say?” He says in a low tone. “Oli, can you not do this now please?” I ask shyly. “No, I want to know what he’s saying and why he’s staring at you like that.” He says stubbornly. “Oli, everybody stares. I’m fine with it really I-” I mutter. “No Y/N, he shouldn’t do that.” He interrupts. “I was just looking, Oli.” He mumbles. “Well don’t.” Oliver replies bluntly. “You don’t own her, I can look all I want.” Mat says back. Lee holds Mat’s shoulder. “Don’t start.” He says to him, he shakes his arm off. “Don’t start what? I haven’t done anything.” Mat says loudly. “Just don’t start any shit.” Lee replies. “It’s fine, he’s just jealous.” Oli says purposely. “Oli.” I say under my breath. “Jealous of what? A scrawny shit like you?” Matt grumbles. “Nah, jealous that Y/N isn’t with a disrespectful fuck like you.” Oli hisses. “Oliver please don’t-” I stop as Mat approaches Oliver.
Aggressively, he takes a swing to Oli and hits his cheek. He drops me before grabbing Mat’s shirt. I keep myself afloat in the water as my cuts sizzle. “I advise you not to do that again.” Oli growls. “Or what?” Mat smirks. “Oli, don’t.” I whisper, but it’s too late; he strikes Mat in the stomach. They grab each others shirts and they begin to shout at one another.
“Stop them.” I whimper to Jordan as he’s already stepping behind Oli. “Oli, let it go, it’s not worth it.” He holds his arms and tries to pull him back. Oli pushes Mat off of him. “Is that all you’ve got then?” Mat chuckles and moves backwards into shallower water. “Nicholls, I swear to god if you don’t shut up…” He growls. “Mat don’t ask for it.” Lee calls over. We follow them to the lower water. “You’ll what?” Matt replies smugly. Oli grabs his head and knees him in the stomach. I can’t watch anymore - so I just plough myself in between them.
Mat’s fist is already swinging for Oli so I flick my eyes shut and wait for the impact. I don’t feel any swing, so I open my eyes shyly. Oli has took a firm grip of Matt’s wrist and stopped it from hitting me.
Admittedly, I thought Mat was going to hit me. The others come over. “Did he get her?” Matt asks curiously. I force a smile over my face. “No, it’s fine.” I blink my eyes a couple of times. “That was close.” I say, attempt to lighten it up by sounding chirpy. “Yeah.” Jordan replies. “You sure you’re okay? You look a little like a possum.” He adds. “I’m fine.” I say calmly. But really, that’s scared the shit out of me. “Y/N, I’m so sorry.” Mat mumbles. “Well why did you try to hit her then.” Oli hisses. “He didn’t Oli.” I say to him. “I just got in the way. I wanted you two to stop and I couldn’t do anything else.” I sigh. “It was quite stupid. But hey, he didn’t hit me did he?” I smile weakly.
“Come on, let’s get out.” I say and I march out of the water. I believe I’m the only one who isn’t speechless. Oli puts his arm around me. “I’m sorry Y/N, I just overreacted.” He mutters. “It’s fine Oli, it’s perfectly understandable. Just try not to hit him next time.” I place my head on his chest. “He started it.” He grumbles back. “How can you be so calm about this? He nearly hit you?” He asks me raising his eyebrows. “I believe I’m still in shock, don’t worry, you’ll see all of the tears later.” I smile up at him. “Oh kitten, I’m sorry.” He squeezes me tight. I hear low conversations behind us but I try to ignore them.
We all sit on the wall, facing the water. “I’m fucking freezing.” Lee moans. “That’s what you get for throwing yourself into the water.” Jordan chuckles and nudges Oliver. “It’s your guys’ fault.” He whines. “Hey it was fun.” Matt says. Oli and Mat are in silence, neither of them say a thing to anybody.
"Hey, can I take a picture or two of all of you guys sitting there?" I smile as I hold up my camera. Receiving some ‘yeah’s and head nods, I hop off the wall. "Smile." I say, looking through the lens. All of the males strike handsome smiles as I snap a shot. I never knew men could look so could drenched in water. "Okay, now a silly one." I say. Jordan lays over Oli and Matt’s laps doing the peace sign, Oli pretends to strange him whilst Matt is pretending to punch him. Lee gets off the wall and sits in front, smiling innocently. Finally, Mat just pulls an unattractive face that makes me smile like hell, despite all that has happened. Giggling, I take a picture.
“I vote we go get some chips.” Jordan suggests after I take the shots. “I go with that.” Matt replies. “Same. Some nice hot food.” Lee says. “I will if that’s what you guys wish to do.” I say, trying to sound happy. “Nicholls, Oli?” Jordan asks. Mat nods. “Sure thing.” Oli says. “Well let’s go see Jack first, I’ll need to get some stuff out the van.
The guys collect some of their items from the car, phones, wallets. “I won’t even ask.” The man says as he looks at us head to toe. I smile at him, remembering earlier. We make our way up the seafront, looking for a fish and chip shop. “We must look ridiculous.” Jordan chuckles. “Yep.” I smile at him, unexpectedly taking a photo of him. “Do you just adore taking photos people aren’t prepared for?” He asks me, I nod with a grin. “They’re actually my favourite.” I add. Oli and Mat still aren’t saying anything.
“There’s one.” Matt points to a shop named “The Little Mermaid”. “Oh I love that film.” I chirp. “Oh really?” Kean mimics me in a high tone. “Shut up.” I say, pretending to be sad. We all wander into the shop. “Uhm, we all want chips, yeah?” Jordan asks, everybody nods. “Well, 6 chips, sir.” Jordan says to the man over the counter. “That’ll be £10.80.” The man says. Jordan hands over some money. “Keep the change man.” He says.
He slumps on to one of the chairs, so does Oli and he invites me on to his lap. He kisses my neck softly. “I’m still sorry, kitten.” He whispers into my ear. “It’s fine, Oli.” I say quietly. I look at Mat, he’s just staring into space. His eyes catch mine and I try to smile, but all he does is look away awkwardly. I can’t help but feel as if I’m a nuisance here. All I’ve done is cause an argument.
Six bags of chips are now laid out on the counter. Lee grabs one first, stuffing his face with hot chips. Jordan, Matr and Mat take theirs. Then Oli gets mine and his. “Here you go, angel.” He says. My heart melts whenever he calls me a cute name.
We walk outside and back up to where Jack had parked the van, me taking pictures as we all go. “I thought you guys would be posher than this.” I say, munching on a chip. “What on earth do you mean?” Oli chuckles. “Well I thought stuff like this was too casual for you lot.” I say. “No way, I love chips.” Lee exclaims. Sitting back on the wall, we all munch through our bags of chips. Mat is at the end, then Lee, then me and Oliver, followed by Jordan and Matt.
Finishing his bag, Lee hops off of the wall and rubs his hands together. “Well at least my hands are warm, only the rest of my body is freezing.” He says. One by one, we all finish our chips. We get off of the wall and sort out our drenched clothing. “Want to head back to Jack?” Oli asks everyone. They all murmur a yes and we plod along for a couple more minutes before getting to the van.