I'm Okay.

"So, what we doing today?" I asked, feeling bright and excited to be in California, with all the people I loved and trusted the most right by my side.
"Anything we want!" Alfie grinned, but his eyes were focussed on Zoe.
"Seriously guys, get a room," Joe scoffed and began faking vomit noises, leaving Zoe and Alfie's cheeks to go red. "Ell?" Joe turned his attention towards me, shifting his body sideways. I was sat next to him, across from Zoe and Alfie who had become extremely shy and awkward. Adorable.
"Yes." I replied.
"By the end of our three months here-" he started.
"Don't even mention the end." I cut him off.
"I'm sorry," he sniggered slightly. "We need to get Zoe and Alfie together." he whispered loudly, assuring himself that they had heard while covering his mouth to act like his usual self which, by the way, was way too cocky for my liking. But Joe's arrogant remarks were cut off when a familiar face appeared a couple of tables down from ours, assisted with two big-build body guards.
"Oh. My. Fucking. God." Zoe punctuated each word. This familiar figure was actually THE Harry Styles and even I, fan-girled a little. He looked over at our table and our eyes linked. His definitely being the more beautiful ones. They were a light emerald green with hints of blue in the different light. The connection I felt between that short moment sent shivers down my spine; the way he looked at me felt strange and unusual. It was weird. It's like his perfect face had paralysed my entire body and I really wasn't sure whether I liked it. It was almost as if he had this power over me, I mean jeez, what the fuck. I wasn't even a fan. His appearance still made eyes blur; his hair settled so relaxed over his tanned skin, yet so crazy on the top of his skull. I loved the gorgeous brunette locks that complemented his face so nicely. With that, he walked away. My attention gradually flooded back to the group and I noticed that Joe was clicking in front of my face.
"You alright there?" he chucked, the other two joining him. I literally wasn't sure what just happened so I didn't reply. I didn't really have anything to say.

Almost immediately, everyone other than me got their cameras out. This bummed me out sometimes, because I'd just want a have conversation with my closet friends without being filmed. I pretended I didn't mind though, it was their job and I respected and each and every one of them for it. They'd all come so far and I was proud to be fair.
"Hello everybody! So as you may know, me and a few friends have flown out to California for three months," Zoe began vlogging herself. "I'm here with Joe, Alfie and my bestest ever friend; Eloise," she panned the camera round to us and we all waved, smiling. "If you don't know who Ell is by now then you obviously haven't watched any of my daily blogs before!" Zoe began to explain all about me, which I was kinda used to and why we're in California for three months. But I'd heard this story so many times before and I may have zoned out a bit. All of sudden the camera was back on me and I was in a delusional state, because Zoe had evidently just asked me a question which I hadn't listened to.
"What? Sorry I was in my own little world then." I giggled, because you're always supposed to look happy on film. I mean, I wasn't unhappy. It's just this counted as work and I'D never bring my work on holiday. To be fair I didn't have a job, but that's beside the point. Zoe giggled with me.
"I was just asking who we happened to see?" she winked.
"Ooo, I think you should tell them Zoe." I grinned.
"Do you think?"
"I do indeed." God we were so weird how we spoke to each other, but that was us and I loved it.
"That's a lot of pressure." Zoe continued, constantly switching the camera from me to her over and over as she explained how Harry Styles had been within breathing distance.

Once everybody had finished vlogging and snapchatting and tweeting and facebooking and emailing and instagramming etc, we were finally on the move.
"How about a day at the beach?" Zoe recommended. I clapped my hands enthusiastically and jumped up and down. The beach was my absolute favourite place in the world, it didn't matter what beach it was; whether it was ugly or not, rocky or sandy, big or small, cold or hot, I loved it.
"Great idea." Alfie smirked, holding back the laughter from my reaction.
"Let's go get ready!" I squealed.

Believe it or not, we'd spent a couple of hours at breakfast. Probably because the hotel had such amazing WiFi connection. It was 9:30am and we'd decided to leave at 11 because we all needed to shower and unpack. I showered first and hopped into my brand new bikini. It was a plain black one, but this was the first year I had been comfortable with my weight/body. And now that I was, I wasn't going to hide it. It wasn't as much to show off, it was more that it boosted my own confidence. I'm weird, I don't know.

I pulled on my summer playsuit to cover myself up for the walk down to the beach. It was a little black one to match my bikini, with frilly lace along the shoulder straps and the bottom of the shorts half. I spun round and stared at myself in the mirror. I thought long and hard about wearing make up, but in the end decided against it because I figured I'd be wearing sunglasses that covered half my face anyway. Plus, I was definitely going for a swim in the sea so it would pointless to wear it anyway.

At 11:15, Zoe and I were banging on the boys' door. We'd walked over at 11 and they'd replied with 'Just a minute'. Argh. Boys. They spend about half an hour on their hair for it to look, I don't know, messy. I slid to the floor outside their door, and flicked my head downwards, causing my glasses to hit my face and lean gently upon my nose. Zoe hammered on the door again.
"What are you guys doing in there?" she moaned.
"Relax. We have three months to enjoy this, there's no rush!" Joe reassured, opening the door. Finally.
"Don't say that, it will go so quickly." Zoe replied.
"I hope it does," Alfie said. We all stared at him like 'what?!' but then he continued. "Well, if it goes slowly that means we're not enjoying it. If it goes quick, yeah it's shit how quick times passes, but at least we'll know it's been amazing!" No one could argue with that, so we started walking.

Notes

Longer chapter this time, woo.