You walk around LA's beautiful beach. You start thinking of home, but you prevent yourself, "No [Y/N], you came here to forget your past and move on." You say with a strong feeling in your voice. Then you hear another voice besides your own.

"Are you talking to yourself?" The voice asked

You spin around on your heels to meet eyes with an eight pack hot man. You stare longingly as wind blows into his wavy, dark, brown hair with one strand of purple in the front. You're mind comes back into reality when you hear him talking.

"Miss? Are you alright?" He waves his hand in front of your face and snaps his fingers twice.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm fine." You quickly say to recover the awkward moment you had.

"Good, because I saw you walking by yourself and heard you talking to yourself. Couldn't tell if you were talking through Bluetooth or just plain out insane." The guy chuckles while you feel your face going red

"Uh." You begin

"Sorry, that was really rude of me. My name is Ethan." The guy holds out a hand.

"My name is [Y/N]." You introduce while taking his hand and shaking it friendly. You both let go of each other hands, and you start feeling a little sad.

"I've never seen a girl like you around." Ethan smirks giving a flirtatious gesture of the eyebrows.

"I'm from Florida." You explain

"Oh, hmm so what's a gorgeous girl like you doing all alone?" Ethan changing his American accent to a French one.

You can't help but laugh, "He he. You're funny, but I just moved here and I decided to look around before dark. The beach always reminds me of home."

"That's sweet, very sweet." Ethan changing accents back again, smiles warmly at you.

"You don't think it's weird?" You ask

"Why would I think it weird? You're just a little homesick, don't worry as long as I'm around you'll always feel like home." Ethan gives you another smile than takes your hand.

"Where are we going?" I asked

"There's a party tonight on the beach. You are attending that party!" Ethan soon grips your hand. You and him start dashing through the sand

"Slow down Ethan! I'm in flip flops!" You yell

"Oh? Well then." Ethan soon has coy smile, he picks you up and puts you over his shoulder.

"What the heck?!" You don't know whether to laugh and or scream, "Ethan? Where is this party?!"

"At the Light House!" Ethan shouts with excitement

You have no choice but to let Ethan carry you, you think in your mind, "What's the worse that can happen?"