Days In Spain (part 3)

A Chapter by Kadessa (Kaddy)

Chapter 12~ Days in Spain (part 3)

I lay, my head draped over Niall's chest. The rolling sound repeatedly comes closer, in perfect harmony with the calls of seagulls and children’s laughter. Niall gently strokes my hair as he talks to Liam. I hear their conversation but it does not fully register in my head. The warm sand radiates from under our soft beach blanket.

I hear Hazel’s laughter from the water where she splashes with Harry. I am loving that they have hit it off because we were talking earlier this morning and I think I have found a new friend. She can be kinda quiet but her inner voice is very opinionated.

“Come on!” I hear Hazels voice near us. “You guys have not gotten in the water yet! It’s perfect!” she yells from a few feet away. I jump up, startling Niall, and race her down to the water. After a few steps, she is past me and halfway down the beach. I hate I am so unathletic. I get a few feet into the water and basically freeze.

“Come on Kadessa!” Harry yells before Hazel drenches him.

“What’s wrong?” Niall asks coming up behind me. “Still nervous about the water?” I nod, his hand tangling with mine. I get a sudden fearlessness and a smile finds its way onto my face. I pull Niall with me till we are almost waist deep in water. I splash harry and jump behind Niall. The water hits Niall square in the face, barely gracing me.

Suddenly, Niall’s body jumps into action and I find myself sitting on his shoulders. I let out a childish giggle before a rock flies in front of my face. We all look to a couple of girls in One Direction shirts.

“You stole Niall from us, he doesn’t care about his fans now!” one yells angrily, her blond hair framing her angered face. Niall’s muscles tense under me. I allow my fingers to mess with his hair, telling him to calm down.

“Don’t do anything.” I say to them, “I think I now know how to deal with these fans…..
“With that I lean over and passionately give Niall a kiss, upside down. I hear high pitched gasps from the girls before their angered rambling wanders away. I sit back up and look at Harry and Hazels shocked faces. “What?” I ask, snapping them out of their shock. “I am tired of fans thinking they can push me around.” Niall’s hand finds a spot on my upper leg, silently reassuring me.

“Hey!” Zayn yells from the edge of the water. “We gotta go!” Niall puts me down and we run back. We are going out for lunch and then we are going to ride horses! I can’t wait to sit on a horse again.

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Lunch was amazing! We had delicious garlic shrimp, it was the best! After we had ran to the hotel and changed. I now wear jeans, my black ridding boots, and a white and black plaid shirt. We now walk up to an older castle, landscape around it stretching for miles.

“Are you the One Direction boys?” a woman in her mid thirties asks as she meets us right before the door.

“Uh, ya.” Zayn mutters, slightly uninterested. The lady leads us back to the stables and gives us a long lecture of safety procedures.

“Ok, the horses are saddled and ready.” She says, leading us out of the stable to find eight beautiful horses. I quickly walk up to the closest one and softly rub its neck. I stream my hand along its side until I am standing next to the saddle. I slide my boot into the stirrup and pull myself over. Dad used to ride with me every afternoon. After a long day, we would go down to the overlook and just watch the sun set. “Please tell me you have riding experience.” The Woman says, worry etched in her hazel eyes. I simply nod, which does not convince her. I start the horse in a walk, and then get it to gallop, easily swimming through the green yard. “Okay.” She finally gives in. after showing the boys how to get on we walk the horses around. Zayn and Harry both look very uncomfortable and a little scared on the horses. Niall walks his by me and his eyes find mine.

“Having fun?” I question him, seeing a little fear in his eyes.

“Uh, ya.” He mumbles inconvincibly. We ride for another hour and Niall seems comfortable on a horse. We gallop in the fields behind the castle, wind blowing my hair back and I can’t help but smile. I pull my horse closer to Niall’s and his smile is just as big as mine. He leans over and gives me a small, but loving kiss. A camera flashes from an angle. I lock eyes with Liam as we fly past him on his horse, camera still poised in his hands.

A whistle, telling us our time with the horses is up, rings over the field. We all gallop back, giving the horses to the stable hands. As we walk back to the car, Niall’s arm wrapped around my waist and mine wrapped around his, a few cameras flash around us. I ignore them until I see a magazine rolled up in ones back pocket. I reach over and pull it out, starring at the picture of Niall and I kissing earlier today.

“Hey! That mine!” The camera man yells at me. I remove my other arm from Niall’s waist and point to the picture of me.

“And that is a picture of me that I don’t want people to see. But now half of the world has seen it and I am not going to hear the end of it. The least a paparazzi jerk like you could do is leave me alone. That isn’t going to happen so I am taking this.” With that, I storm away, past Niall and the others, and climb into the carriage Niall rented for another day. I sit and cross my arms, trying to be angry. I can’t keep the tear from slipping out and more cameras flash in my face. Niall is instantly by my side. His hands cup my face, wiping the unwanted tear away.

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