The City of Angels.

The morning after the Young Hollywood party I sat outside on Austin’s balcony sipping a glass of orange juice, wearing his Slipknot shirt he had admired on me the night before, my glasses were sat on my nose and my hair was in a messy ponytail. I smiled recounting the event. My stomach leapt as I recounted what happened when we got home.

“Fucking paps! They ask such annoying questions!” Austin said as we stood waiting on the elevator up to his loft.
“It’s okay, I thought it was quite fun actually. Nobody really knowing our business but us. It’s quite exciting, no?!” I questioned Austin as we walked into the elevator.
“I guess. You’re a lot of fun, you know!” he said to me as he lightly pushed me against the elevator wall, startling me. His hands were placed on my waist and his eyes looked right down into mine.
“Uh thanks! It’s a lot easier when your date is fun too!” I said looking up at him with a small smile.

I saw Austin’s eyes jump from my lips to my eyes at lightning speed. With just millimetres keeping our lips apart, Austin closed the gap, pushing his lips to mine. One of his hands remained on my waist while his other large hand enveloped my face and his thumb rubbed circles on my cheek. I was on the very tips of my toes with one hand on his large bicep, the other on his back. Although the kiss was soft, I could sense Austin’s hunger and I was sure he could sense mine. His lips were the sweetest I had encountered. My lips seemed to match his and they worked in perfect synchronicity together. Just like our hands, they fit together perfectly although Austin’s out sized mine by a mile.

The bell signalling we had arrived at Austin’s loft sounded and slowly we broke apart. I could feel Austin smiling as he gave me a final peck on the lips. I opened my eyes to see him biting his lip and I smiled in return, leaning myself into his side and his large arm wrapped around me. We said nothing. Nothing needed to be said. We had said everything we needed too with our kiss. When we got to Austin’s bedroom, he handed me the Slipknot shirt I had been wearing earlier.

“One rule. No bra!” He said with a wink as he began to get undressed.

I laughed in response and nodded my head in agreement. Once I had the shirt on, sans bra, I turned to see Austin hopping into bed with just his boxers on. He flashed me a toothy grin and motioned for me to join him. I didn’t waste any time in getting in beside him. We had never shared a bed together and I was more than happy to break that tradition.

Austin and I recounted the night with my head on his chest and his arm around me. I traced the scar on his chest with my finger over and over. Once I was ready for sleep, I turned my back to him and he wasted no time in leaning up against me and draping his arm over my side. We were the perfect size together. Austin spooned me all night.

“I’m going to marry you some day, Fi.” Austin whispered in my ear just before I had drifted off to sleep.

Inside I was screaming. I didn’t move once in my sleep all night. I was perfectly content.

“Good morning, sunshine!” I said when I saw Austin coming out onto the balcony, still in just his boxers and his hair tousled. I’ve never seen him look more adorable.
“Good morning!” he said in reply, leaning down to give the top of my head a kiss. “I’ve never known you to be an early riser!” he said with a stretch and yawn.
“The sun woke me up!” I replied with a smile. “I’m still getting used to this LA weather!” I finished with a snort.
“You’ll adjust, I’m sure of it!” He said with a smile. “Considering it’s our first day off together, what would you like to do for the day?” Austin asked me as he tried to flatten down the parts of his hair that were standing on end.
“Hmm, that’s a tough one.” I answered, standing up and wrapping my arms around his bare middle. I could feel Austin’s chest vibrate with a chuckle and he locked his hands around my back.
“Well I have an idea. How would you like to go to Newport Beach?” He asked me.
“Is that where they did the real OC?” I asked, instantly excited.
“That is correct!” Austin said with a laugh, breaking our hug to put his hands on my shoulders and look right at me. “Also, you do realise my friend Brody that you met last night is Brody from The Hills?” Austin added with a raised eyebrow.
“What?!” I half shouted at him and he bent over in laughter. “Why didn’t you say anything?!” I asked, giving his bicep a small slap.
“I figured if you knew him, you’d say it!” Austin said between laughs.
“Now the next time I see him I’m going to geek out! Fuck you, Carlile!” I said, also laughing.
“Come on, let’s get you back to your apartment. As much as I love you in that shirt, I don’t think the residents of Newport would be too thrilled!” Austin said after he composed himself.

Austin drove me to my house to grab some clothes. I put on a Newport acceptable outfit and we drove with the windows down and my “driving” playlist booming through my iPhone that was hooked up to Austin’s radio. Austin drove with one hand lazily placed on my knee. It was a small gesture, but it drove me crazy with lust. It was still early morning so once we arrived in Newport we headed to a beachside café and had a breakfast consisting of fresh fruit, pancakes and bacon.

“Am I confusing you?!” Austin said as he brought me back to reality. I had been staring into space with content.
“Before you asked me that, no. Now however…” I said with a small laugh.
“Kissing you last night, cuddling, and the general affection. Is it confusing you?!” he said with a cautious smile.
“I don’t question anything that makes me happy!” I said simply as I looked at Austin.
“You just keep giving me reasons to fall for you!” he said, picking up his glass of water and sipping through the straw.
“As do you, Mr. Carlile!” I said smiling, watching him return the gesture.

After our breakfast Austin and I went down to the water. We both laid out our towels and stripped down to our bathing suits. It was noon at the sun was at its highest point in the sky.

“Swim?!” Austin asked me, as if he had just read my mind.

I nodded in response and we walked to the ocean hand in hand. I walked in to my ankles and smiled. The water was cool, but not too cold. A monumental difference from the Irish Sea. I kicked my foot and splashed Austin’s back. He lunged towards me with a laugh, dragged me out so the water was touching my hips and then knocked us both over into the cooling waves. We emerged from the water with Austin laughing and me throwing a few profanities at him. All in good fun, of course.

We spent what felt like hours in the ocean ranging from splashing each other, Austin holding onto my small frame with my legs wrapped around his middle or heavily competing in “who can hold their breath longer under water” competitions.

When we returned to our towels on the sand Austin took an Instagram video of our feet and the water in the distance. He then turned the camera around to our faces and he stuck his tongue out and held up his signature devil horns. I smiled and then stuck my tongue out. The video ended on us looking at each other, laughing. Austin captioned it;

“@austincarlile: Newport Beach with this babe!”

I gushed and smiled at him when he hit send.

The rest of the day was taken up by sun-bathing, more swimming and eating. Austin showed me all around where he likes to eat, drink and hang out in Newport. I told him it was really like where I came from in Ireland. Just about 700 times nicer.

“As long as Newport exists, I’m never going home.” I said to Austin as we were walking back to his car that evening. “Could you see yourself calling Newport home some day?” I asked him.
“Silly girl.” He said with a laugh. I looked at him in confusion. “Where ever you are is home!” he said simply and got into his car.

Nice one, Carlile. You smooth talkin’ mother fucker.

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