PROLOGUE
“Blue.”
I heard a deep raspy voice that came close as I was sitting alone scanning through my laptop inside this local cafe on the island. I pulled my head up to check who it could be and saw a tall man with a long brown tousled hair, topless, tattoos almost everywhere on his body and had a blue green board shorts. He had the most perfect curls that a man can have and it makes me wonder what his shampoo is or does he even put conditioner after. I envied his long luscious locks which was slightly past his shoulders. His eyes, glued on mine, were an amazing hue of emerald green as he flashes me his dimpled smile.
I looked over my shoulder and found no one there so he must be talking to me. I look back at this man who is still smiling at me. “Excuse me?” I chimed, confused about what he meant.
“Blue.” He repeats again and there’s a way on how he said it that makes his plump lips look hot.
I scoff, “I’m sorry, are we talking about colors here?”
The man with green eyes chuckles breathlessly. “Your eyes, they’re a lovely shade of ice blue.”
Oh, a voice in the back of my head says as I mentally answer him. I was taken aback with how he complimented me directly and he had to tell me the color of my eyes out of the blue. Also, his accent makes him sound much sexier aside from his tone and quality of voice. The man with long curly hair was charming and undeniably handsome that it almost seemed bewitching. He had chiseled chest, sculpted biceps and a well-toned six pack abs with a smoldering look on his face.
“Thanks.” I answer dryly. “But I’m not interested.” I shut him down instantly even before he can say anything else. I focused my attention back on my laptop and tried to scan through I*******m.
“Oh, I truly apologize.” He was quick to apologize and can’t help but think that he is still standing here next to me. I wonder what this topless man wants from me so I decided to keep ignoring him until he decides to leave me alone. “I didn’t know you were into ladies.”
I look back at him, shocked that he thought I was lesbian. He took it in a most definitely wrong way. I stare at him for a while, examining his tattoos and that damn huge butterfly tattoo in the middle of his chest. I travelled my eyes back to his face and noticed his prominent jawline.
“I meant I’m not interested with you.” I tell him, frankly.
He slowly takes the seat next to mine and sat down, “So you’re saying you like men.”
I sigh inwardly as I begin to feel annoyed by this man who is still not leaving me alone. “I don’t think it’s rightful to talk about my sexuality with a stranger.”
The man widely smiles at me, “Then let’s not be strangers.” He says while extending his hand out to me for a handshake. “I’m Harrison but you can call me Harry.”
I glance at his hand and it was huge and slightly pinkish. I noticed that he had two anklets on his left foot and realized that his skin seemed a little reddish, so as his cheeks. Maybe he has been staying under the sun for a long time, probably swimming or sunbathing.
I accepted, “I’m not interested.”
Harry’s smile widens as he chuckles under his throat, “Well it’s very nice to meet you Not Interested.”
Smug, this bastard.
His hand gently squeezes my hand before I pulled it away from his grip, “You got a nickname or something? Your name’s a bit long.” He crinkles his nose line. “Maybe I should call you Notty.”
I lean closer to his face, “Maybe you should mind your own business.”
He smiles at me as he leans even closer to mine, “Or maybe you should try to tell me your name.”
I pulled my head away from the man who was still looking at me still with that damned smile on his face. He’s smug and he’s obviously mischievous. I don’t know if he was trying to be cute or he knows that he is gorgeous and he can get any woman easily because of his cute dimples and stunning eyes.
“I don’t know if you don’t get it but I don’t really like talking to you.” I responded.
“Harry!! Come on let’s go man!”
I look over my shoulders and found two men standing right outside the coffee shop who were calling out to him. One man was blond, holding a soccer ball in his hand and had a bright smile while the other man who also had a few tattoos on him was seemingly skinny underneath his white shirt but had such a handsome face with black hair and that smouldering look in his wondrous eyes. I noticed three other ladies who wore bikinis and skimpy shorts were also waiting for him.
I travelled my eyes back at Harry who is now standing from the stool chair while tying all of his hair into a cute manbun. “I’ll be there!” He shouts back before leaning over to me unexpectedly which causes me to lean my head backwards. His eyes scanning my entire face before he subtly bite his upper lip as he finally landed his eyes on my eyes.
“The island is not that big so I’ll see you around, Notty.” He says before rushing out of the coffee shop.
I watch him carefully as he gets on his big motorcycle with a mounted surfboard rack attached to the side and an actual white surfboard on it. He puts on his black helmet and winked at me before he revs his motorcycle and speeds away from the coffee shop following his friends who already left him.
Leaving me breathless.
CHAPTER 0LONDONLondon, England July 7, 2020“Then fuck all of you!!!”“Get the fuck back here!” I hear my father screaming from downstairs.I barged into my bedroom and slammed the door angrily as I feel my fists shaking in anger after having another unhealthy argument with my dad and my elder brothers who think they’re always the better sons because they follow our dad’s orders. Orders, orders, fucking orders even if it isn’t something you want to do. I shove all the clothes I can pack inside my luggage angrily, grabbing one after another, no longer checking what shirt, shorts or trousers that I was putting in. I can’t be in this household anymore because it’s too toxic even though the people living in this home is my own family.“Harrison!” Mum barges inside my room and walks towards me. “What in bloody hell are you doing?”“I can’t be here anymore mum.” I answer as I shove more boxer briefs inside my luggage.Mum follows me, “You don’t have to leave. Please honey, just apologize
CHAPTER 1NORTH CAROLINANorth Carolina, U.S.AJuly 14, 2020 2:47AMStormy Day, Temperature 19℃As soon as the plane landed, I instantly got inside my car and was thankful that I arrived before the storm can ruin my trip back here. I started driving my car which has parked here in the airport as I watch the lightning on the dark sky dancing from one side to another. The weather forecast said this was going to be a big storm unlike any other especially in North Carolina since the eye of the storm is somewhere in between North Carolina and South Carolina and could possibly cause a few landslide and flood in some areas which forced me to come back home early. Some flights heading back here were already cancelled and moved two days after so I was glad I was able to change my flight time.Big raindrops started hitting my windshield and I cursed instantly as soon as it started to rain a little bit. I flinched when a loud roaring thunder echoes above my car which frightened me since I don’t
CHAPTER 2THE ARRIVALI opened my eyes and gasped for air as if someone was choking me the entire time I was sleeping. I feel my own heart beating fast inside my chest as I tried to calm my senses. I pulled myself up from the bed and found myself lying on top of my old mattress with my favourite unicorn bed sheet that I have always loved when I was in high school. I looked around the entire room and realized that I was inside my mom’s house. I reached my mom’s house last night?Wait, what about the car accident?I pulled my arms up and peeled the blanket off my legs and found no stain of wounds all over me. I rushed to my dresser to check myself, I didn’t have any wound from the car accident last night. I was absolutely fine and nothing hurt in every corner of my body. My soul had left my body and I know I saw my own self being carried by the medics. I know I died last night.My brows knitting in the middle of my forehead and was utterly speechless with what was happening to me becaus
CHAPTER 2.1A white vehicle drove me to the Inn where I will be staying called Little Haven and when I got there, the attendant was absolutely friendly while catering to my needs. She handed me the key to my single room and the place was not to so bad at all. I had my own bathroom with a bathtub at an affordable price, my bed sheets were most definitely holistic, plus the mattress was just utterly soft and the entire room smelled like strawberry and had a wonderful air condition. I fixed my luggage inside the wooden dresser and decided to stroll around the island as I rented out a bicycle. I remembered a few landmarks so I won’t get lost on my way back home and I knew I had to find a good place to eat lunch and have a cup of coffee at the same time.I found a really hippie and island life vibing coffee shop which also offers lunch so I parked my bicycle to the side and ordered a solo plate of food. I sat on this tall stool chair as I began to eat by myself as I look around the laidbac
CHAPTER 3195 COUNTRIESThat night, I decided to have dinner in this pizza restaurant and ordered a plate of pasta with a bottle of beer. The restaurant had a very calming ambiance with golden yellow walls, maroon flooring and a few paintings hanging and a very Italian atmosphere. The foods were really tasty and it made me feel as if I was taken to Italy while eating it as the restaurant was filled with an Italian song in the background.The entire day, I spent most of my time on my socials and staring at people who were really enjoying their time. People were talking and meeting random strangers, some were sunbathing and enjoying their time with a few of their friends and there were people who surfed and caught some waves while complimenting each other. Women were flirting to a few good looking men while I was just staring at everything that was going on around me but I was guarded and had my walls up since I think I couldn’t trust anyone else after Charles.“There are 195 countries
CHAPTER 3.1The feeling of being on this motorbike for the very first time reminded me of how important it was to never let our problems stress us out or get the best of us because one way or another we will all get through it. Maybe not today or tomorrow but eventually the pain we are feeling will heal one way or another. This kind of bliss and freedom makes me feel that I am actually alive and I have so much to be thankful and be happy for than hurting over one man who cheated on me. I loved how the cold wind brushes over my cheeks as if it was giving me subtle kisses on my face reminding me that I am loved.When Harry parked his motorcycle, I handed him his helmet and noticed that we have entered a very island-like chill kind of type restobar with a Spanish vibe on it. Harry takes my hand as we entered and I didn’t really mind how he held my hand as we walk to the table where his friends were waiting. The restobar has an outdoor establishment extended from the indoor part where liv
CHAPTER 4SWEET CHEEKSI headed out of the bathroom after taking a pee and found Zion sleeping on the living room’s couch, drunk. Neal has been sleeping on the sand on their backyard, also drunk. Diana had already went back home while Olivia is now sleeping inside the spare room of this massive house. I can’t find Harry and Georgina-Rose so I decided to head out to the backyard to wake Neal up and help him out of the sand because I bet he’d catch a cold but I halted when I heard Harry’s voice.I followed where the voice was coming from and it led me up the stairs. I walked to the bedroom where I can hear the voice and he was talking with Georgina-Rose, who also had a lot of bottles to drink earlier. I stood by a slightly opened bedroom where I can see Georgina-Rose crying as she sits on the foot of her bed topless and only had an underwear.“Harry please.” She begs.“Georgie, you’re drunk. You don’t know what you’re saying.” he answers her. “Get some clothes and go to sleep.” He tells
CHAPTER 4.1I loved watching how he would cock his head slightly backwards while closing his eyes when he sings a higher note and how his brows crease in the middle of his forehead as a reflex action to when he sings a lower note. For this moment, I see him as a different man and definitely not the cocky and charming Harry that I knew when I met him earlier. He is naturally musically talented.His eyes focused back on the keys and I can see through his eyes the passion he has for music and even though he tells me that he has not played the piano for a long time, he is still so damn good at it. Thus was pure talent. He can amazingly sing and can reach high notes which was absolutely beautiful. This man, can actually sing on a big stage in front of millions of screaming fans appreciating his talent.“Though we’re tethered to the story we must tell.”His voice softens as his emerald green eyes now focused back at me as his fingers kept jumping over the white and lack keys of this grand p