Saved Your Life

Alex ~
Alex couldn’t help but stare towards the man’s butt as his hips swayed, he noticed how the boy’s shorts hung loose at his hips and were stuck around his thighs, and he looked hot.

His fingers pulled at the sand and he sat up fully looking towards his girlfriend with a frown “Thanks, you know, you were really nice to the guy who saved my fucking life.”

“Well, he looked pretty damn gay to me,” she replied in a snap.

“Well, of course he did. He was giving me mouth to mouth so I could breathe.”

“Well. There should be… they should get machines or something! I bet he has like… herpes! I don’t want herpes, Alex! I’m not kissing you until we go to the doctors,” she decides crossing her arms over his flat chest with a frown.

“Bullshit! Don’t you think being a fucking lifeguard you would have to be checked out for that?” Alex scorned before pushing his messy hair from his brown eyes with a glance towards the tall white chair that stood by the edge of the sea.

“Not going to kiss you, come on, Al…” she muttered standing from the ground and chucking his shoes towards him making him flinch away from the blow of his Nike’s slamming into his chest – he didn’t want to go into a coughing fit again..

"Whatever, it’s not like it matters anyway you’re always snogging the face off of Caleb anyway!” Alex growled pulling on the brightly coloured trainers onto his feet.

"Snogging?”

Alex forgot, he wasn’t in England anymore – they call it making out in America, not snogging. But that was still weird to him, they didn’t use the right words for the things they should do like what should be garden is a ‘back yard’ it was stupid to him. They spoke the same language and should have the same words.

“Making out!” Alex said exasperated by his girlfriends cheating ways, yet he was so scared to get rid of her. He was fucking terrified of being alone, of being single in particular- it made him so worried that he would never have someone…

“What the! Caleb? That ginger weirdo? Fuck no!” she said tossing her hair back and laughing almost at the thought of kissing that ginger and not Alex.

Lisa was a complicated bastard, that’s how she even described herself. She thought she loved Alex, but both of them knew it was only because they were both terrified of being forever alone. She couldn’t help but feel jealous of the life guard who had his lips pushed against her boyfriends – she knew he could be dead if it weren’t for the dark haired boy but she still hated him. And as for Caleb? Well, Caleb is a good ‘FWB’.

Though she constantly cheated on her boyfriend she didn’t want to lose him to… well to a guy! She knew he wasn’t gay, or well, he shouldn’t be gay if he is her boyfriend currently…

Come on, Lisa-“ he says standing and walking down the sand slightly “You and Caleb have shit going on, you’re fucking cheating on me!”

“Break up with me then, Lex,” she purred with a raised brow.

“Fuck you.”

-Jack-

Jack’s eyes glanced back to the time as he let out a bored sigh, he had five minutes left before Holly was taking over- she was really nice, a bit of a whore but it worked for her considering her bra size was a hefty EE, she showed it off a lot so Jack kind of knew by now. She had taken advantage of having a gay best friend.

“Jackary!” a squeal let him know that Holly was here to take over her shift.

“Holly!” he squealed back and jumped from the podium giving her a hug, well, the best he could since her chest made it hard to hug her.

“Any cute guys today?” she asked pushing her blond hair from her eyes.

Yup, got a fucking annoying girlfriend who was dressed to be going out to dinner. Thought I had herpes.”

“Whoa, okay, you can bang him while I beat the girl down… sound good?” she giggled hopping onto the white seat with a wink at him with her big not so innocent eyes.

“Sounds fantabulous!” he said and laughed a little giving her a big grin, a little air kiss before he grabbed his stuff and made his way to his black Range Rover that was parked in the life guard spot a little crookedly, the wheels of the car turned slanted to the left in an inexperienced sort of way.

Jack slid into his shiny black range rover and smirked at the leather interior, a hand running over the seams of the chairs before he let out a giggle. Holly and him had chosen this car, she had gotten enough money from working at the model agency that she was working at and she had wanted to treat ‘her little skunk’.