Suntan City

Jimmy Buffet played on the radio as we laid out on the beach. The sun was beaming down on my heated skin making me sweat, but I didn’t mind. I took a sip from my Mike’s Hard before leaning my head back on the chair.
“So what are the plans for tonight?” Rhiannon asked walking up from taking a dip in the water.
“I think dinner at Pineapple Willy’s then La Vela.” I answered taking another sip.
“What is La Vela?” Charlie asked, her British accent suddenly thicker.
“It’s just a club on the beach. They have amazing music most of the time.” Haley replied. Charlie shook her head before running off to join the boys in their soccer game.
“So Lan, you my wing woman tonight?”
I turned to Rhi looking at her skeptically before closing my eyes again. “Rhi, we all know what will happen. I’ll snag you a really hot guy, you’ll hook up with him maybe, and then end up in Zayn’s bed. So why even bother, if we know where you’ll end up tonight?”
“Because! It makes Zayn jealous, which means hot sex. That’s the best kind Lan! Please do it for me.” She said taking my hand and giving me puppy eyes. I stood my ground for a split second before giving in.
“Fine, but on one condition…”
Rhi looked at me, confused. “I need you to get me a guy as well.”
“Like you’ll actually put him to good use!” She scoffed.
“No, that was before we got here. I’m getting laid tonight and that’s that!”
**
My outfit was perfect. Coral and black sleeveless crop top with a black scuba skirt and black wedges. My hair was in big curls and my makeup was flawless. The image in the mirror was pleasing, glad that I liked what I saw for once.
Lip gloss was applied to my slightly pink lips. I sighed, knowing that I was probably not going to go through with my plan. It wasn’t like I didn’t like sex, I did, but the thought of having it with someone you know nothing about and have no feelings for whatsoever just didn’t sit right with me. I didn’t see how Rhi, Zayn, or Harry did it.
Harry. He had been acting weird all day. Beginning with when we got here, then down at the beach he was all touchy feely, always offering to get me another drink, offering to rub my tanning oil on my back, I honestly didn’t know what was going on in that curly haired head of his. But tonight, I didn’t care, I just wanted to have a good night.
And a good night was what I was going to have.
**
La Vela was throbbing with life as we walked in. Neon lights flashing, music thumping through the large speakers, sweaty bodies grinding against each other as the night went on. My hand gripped Rhiannon’s as an eager smile graced her face. Her little black dress fit her like a glove, a gold headband rested just along her hairline. A thick line of black lined her green eyes making them pop. Together, we looked hot and ready to break some hearts.
Our group found a small table just to the side of the dance floor. The boys immediately taking orders for drinks as the girls took their seats around the table. In no time, a round of shots was delivered.
“To a fucking amazing night, with some fucking amazing people!” Louis yelled slinging his arm lazily around Chloe’s shoulder. We all cheered clinking our glasses together and shooting them. The alcohol burned my throat, but I liked it.
“Alright, alright. Time to work our magic Miss Tommo.” Rhi said taking my hand and pulling me to the dance floor.
“Grab a guy, make sure he doesn’t have a girl with him. Well, even if he does, take him.” She instructed.
I rolled my eyes before spotting one. He was tall, dark, and very handsome. His hair was cut short, tight red shirt clinging to an obviously ripped chest, the outline of his pecs showing through. His biceps were something else, perfectly sculpted along with the rest of his body. He caught me staring, flashing a perfectly white smile. Before I knew it, I smiled back. He moved closer to me, making his way through the crowd. My heart was racing, he was so attractive. What if I stumble on my words? What if I sound like a loser? What if I turn him off instead of on?
“Hey.” He spoke, still smiling.
I took a deep breath before putting on a sultry grin. “Hi.”
“I couldn’t help but notice you looking my way and I couldn’t help but hope you were looking at me and not some other dude here.”
I giggled slightly, “Oh believe me, I was definitely looking at you.”
I sounded like a freak.
He chuckled, “I’m Ryan, Ryan Jackson.”
“Lana, Lana Tomlinson.” I giggled taking his hand and shaking it.
“Listen, this might be kind of forward, but could I buy you a drink?”
“Um, sure.” I smiled as he led me to the bar.
“What’ll you have?” He asked turning to me as he leaned on the bar.
“Um, Sex on the Beach.”
He smirked, “Give the lady what she wants.”
The bartender nodded pulling various alcohols from behind him. Ryan turned back to me with a smile.
“So, are you here alone?”
“Oh no, I’m here with a group of my friends. They’re… somewhere.” I laughed looking around for the familiar faces.
“So no boyfriend?” He asked with a bit of hope in his voice as my drink was handed to me.
“Not at the moment, no.” I replied taking a sip from the fruity concoction.
“Well, that’s good because now I won’t feel guilty about asking you to dance.”
“Was that you asking me?”
“No, this is me asking you.” He smiled standing in front of me offering his hand. “Miss Lana, would you mind accompanying me in a dance or two?”
I giggled at his cheesiness. “I would love to.”
Harry’s POV:
The night was going great, I had a drink in hand and two hot girls grinding on me. I was thinking about which one to take back home for the night, but that’s when I saw her.
She was talking to some guy that looked like he painted his shirt on. She seemed to be enjoying his company, a genuine smile was always on her face. It’s been a while since I’ve seen a smile like that on her.
I felt lips on my neck, pulling my attention back to the two girls still grinding on me. Both of them had bleach blonde hair and a decent rack. They were obviously tipsy, seeing as it was hard for them to stand on their own. I was suddenly disgusted with them. They whined as I pulled away from their grip to make my way back to the table where Niall and Haley sat making out. I tried to ignore them and find her again.
There she was, grinding on him on the dance floor. His hands on her hips as she danced to the rhythm of the song blaring through the speakers. One of hers were tangled in his hair while the other rested on top of his on her left hip. I knew what he was thinking, she would be easy to get back to his hotel, but if I knew Lana Tomlinson, and I did she wouldn’t give in that easily.
**
Lana’s POV:
“You want a drink?” Ryan called into my ear as the song ended. I nodded before kissing his cheek and sending him off.
I made my way back to the table. Harry sat with a pissed off expression on his face as Niall and Haley made out shamelessly beside him. I held onto my smile and sat my happy self down next to Harry.
“I’m guessing you’re having a great time.” He muttered taking a sip of his beer.
“The best.” I said smiling widely.
“Did somebody order a Sex on the Beach?” I heard Ryan ask. I turned around as he handed me my drink before standing next to my stool. I smiled and thanked him with a kiss to his cheek.
“Lan? Who is this?” I heard Haley ask as she broke away from Niall. Her lips swollen as she spoke.
“Um, this is Ryan. Ryan these are my friends Niall and Haley.”
“Nice to meet you guys.” Ryan smiled holding out his hand for the couple to take. I noticed Harry’s sudden absence, rolling my eyes.
“You too man.” Niall said slapping his hand with Ryan’s. I glanced at Haley seeing her give me a thumbs up and a wide smile.
Soon, Niall and Haley left the table to dance leaving me and Ryan alone. “So, do you wanna get outta here?”
I hesitated, but smiled taking his hand to lead me out of the club.
**
His hotel room was very nice, very luxurious. It reminded me of my family’s old condo that we used to stay at before we built the house.
“Um, just make yourself at home.” Ryan said with a smile.
I sat my clutch down on the kitchen counter and slid off my wedges. It felt good to be out of them.
“God, you’re tall.” I laughed staring up at the towering figure that was Ryan.
He chuckled. “And you’re short.”
“No I’m not! I’m average height thank you! You’re just a freak of nature!” I giggled playfully hitting his arm.
“Ow!” He chuckled.
He led me over to the couch pulling me to sit beside him. I fell onto the plush cushions giggling.
“I’m glad I met you tonight.” He said smiling a million dollar smile.
“Me too. You’re very sweet.”
“And you’re beautiful.” He said quietly, almost as if he had all the sudden become shy.
Before I knew it I was leaning in closer, him doing the same. The space was decreasing between us as his hand cradled my cheek. Our lips were mere centimeters apart, I could feel his breath ghost over my mouth. Finally our lips connected. His lips were soft, but firm. The kiss sent my heart racing, sparks flying instantly.
I climbed into his lap to straddle his waist never breaking the heated kiss. His hands traveled the length of my back as mine wound in his dark hair. Our lips working together in sync as he deepened the kiss, tongues battling for dominance. We broke, breathing heavy as his lips continued to move down my neck. His mouth doing wonders to my sensitive spots making a moan slip from my lips. My fingers were fumbling with the hem of his shirt, running my hands underneath the fabric to feel his toned torso. His skin was heated, much like my cheeks. Finally I slid the unneeded clothing off of him and admired his god like body as he peeled my top off of me.
Our breathing was heavy, thing already very heated. Before I knew it I was being carried into his bedroom, my legs wrapped around his waist as he reattached his lips with mine. He laid me down and looked at me with lust filled eyes, making me realize how long it’s been since I’ve been looked at like that.
He slowly started to slide my skirt down my legs while never breaking eye contact with me. His green eyes, darker now, looked passionate and hungry. I sat up, fumbling with his belt before stopping mid-action.
Thoughts raced through my mind. What was I doing? I was breaking every rule that I had ever made for myself. This isn’t me, I can’t do this.
“What’s wrong?” Ryan asked, concern in his voice.
“I-I can’t do this.” I sighed heavily.
“Oh that’s okay, it’s a tricky belt anyways-”
I chuckled a bit, “Ryan that’s not what I’m talking about.”
His eyebrows furrowed. “What do you mean?”
“I mean, I can’t hook up with you because I set a rule for myself two years ago that I would not partake in a one night stand. I’m sorry.”
He sighed in defeat before plopping down on the bed next to me.
“I’m sorry. I’ll just go.” I said scurrying to get my clothes.
“No, Lana. I-I don’t want you to go.”
I turned to him, slightly shocked. He was a guy that I just turned down, and he wants me to stay? “W-what?”
“I want you to stay. I mean, just because we didn’t hook up doesn’t mean I like you any less.” He said sincerely.
“You like me?” I felt myself smile a bit.
“Yeah, I know we just met but you seem really cool and I want to get to know you better.”
Now, I was really smiling. How the hell did I find a sweetheart like this at the club? This is something rare, but I liked it, and I liked him.
“Plus it’s late and I’m sure your friends are all hooking up back at your place. So, stay.” He smiled shyly.
I nodded looking down at myself, still in my bra and panties. “Um-“
“I have some clothes you can wear.”
He dug through his drawers before pulling out a pair of boxers and a tshirt and handing them to me.
“Thanks.” I walked into the bathroom and changed.
When I walked back into the bedroom, Ryan ha already changed into some basketball shorts. I smiled shyly walking over to him.
“So where are you from?” He asked as we laid back on the bed.
“Nashville.” I smiled. “What about you?”
“Franklin.”
“You’re not that far from me then.” I winked.
“Not at all.”
**
Ryan and I ended up talking nearly all night. We talked about everything and anything, I felt like I’d known him for years.
Around five in the morning he fell asleep. I was splayed across his chest as he snored lightly. His arm was wrapped around my back holding me close to him. His breathing was slow and steady, eventually lulling me to sleep.
**
I woke up to an empty bed and the smell of eggs and bacon. I walked out of the bedroom and into the kitchen to see Ryan along with one other guy. Both looked up at me as I made my way in the kitchen.
Ryan pulled me into his side as I smiled shyly at the boy.
“Jake, this is Lana, the girl I was just telling you about. Lana, this my best friend Jake.”
“Nice to meet you.” I said quietly. Jake had blonde hairand reminded me of Niall a bit. He had a warm smile and bright eyes.
“Are you hungry?” Ryan asked.
“Um, sure.” I smiled looking down at the delicious food before taking a seat on the other side of the bar next to Jake.
“Um, so what are y’all’s plans for the day?” I asked as Ryan continued to cook.
“We were just going to head down to the beach.” Ryan answered.
“Well, why don’t y’all come to my place? It’s right on the beach.”
“You got single friends?” Jake asked.
“Well there’s Rhi. She hooks up with my friend Zayn from time to time but they’re definitely not exclusive.” I replied.
“Good enough for me.” Jake chuckled. “I’m in.”
Ryan smiled up at me. “Me too.”
“Well after breakfast, y’all can get your stuff together and we can head over there.”
**
“Guys?” I called walking in the front door.
“In here!” I heard Charlie call. I walked into the living room to find her and Liam watching TV.
“Where is everybody?”
“Most of them are still passed out. Niall and Haley are down at the beach.” Liam answered.
“Okay. Um this is Ryan. I met him last night at the club.”
“Nice to meet you man.” Liam smiled shaking his hand. “I’m Liam and this is Charlie.”
“Lovely to meet you.” She smiled.
“And this is his best friend Jake. They’re going to be hanging out with us today if that’s okay.”
“The more the merrier.” Charlie laughed.
“Morning.” Louis yawned coming out of his room.
“Morning.” I smiled. He stopped in his tracks before looking at Ryan.
“Where the hell have you been? I called you probably eight times last night wondering where the hell you were! I was worried sick!” He yelled.
“I went home with Ryan, I’m fine Lou.” I sighed rolling my eyes.
“Who’s Ryan?”
I turned to the tall boy standing slightly behind me. He held out his hand toward my brother. “I’m Ryan.”
“Louis, Lana’s older brother.”
I rolled my eyes, before pulling Ryan back to the living room. “Um, you can just chill with Liam and Charlie. I’m going to go change and then we can go down to the beach.”
He nodded his head making himself comfortable in the recliner.
As I got to the top of the stairs, I noticed Harry’s door was opened. My curiosity got the best of me as I peaked my head inside. I looked on the bed, there was a blonde sprawled out across the white sheets, naked. She was passed out. Looking around the room, I noticed Harry’s absence and that’s when I heard the shower cut off. I quickly ran out of the room and over to mine.
As I changed I heard faint voices, one of them was definitely Harry’s. he was saying something about the girl needing to leave now. Even if the girl was a slight whore, she still didn’t deserve to be yelled at to get out of the house.
**
After a few hours of laying in the sun, I walked up to the house to grab a bite to eat. As I was making my sandwich, Harry walked in the kitchen beer in hand.
“So who’s the douchebag?” He slurred. He was already tipsy at two o’clock, how classy.
“Not nice to talk about yourself Styles.” I noted patting his bare shoulder while shuffling around the kitchen gathering things.
“Oh so now the slut thinks she has jokes, huh?”
“Excuse me? You just called me a slut? This is coming from the guy who sleeps with a different girl every night?”
He smirked taking a swig of his beer.
“Oh come on Lan, you know he only wants to fuck you then he’ll leave you just like any other guy.”
“No he’s not, because unlike you he knows how to talk to a girl.”
“Did you let him fuck you?” He slurred.
I stopped, “What does it matter to you?”
“I just wanted to know if you actually were easy for a night since you never seem to let me do it.”
I rolled my eyes continuing with my sandwich.
I felt him close, I smelled the alcohol on his breath. “Were you a little slut for him?”
That was it, I swung my hand around only for my wrist be caught by his large hand.
“Oh, now we’re getting all defensive?”
My eyes narrowed as he smirked. “Let go of me Harry.”
“Oh we both know that you don’t want me to.” His hand slid down to my bare waist pulling me close to him and backing me up into the corner. He began kissing down my neck sloppily biting every once in a while.
“Harry stop.” I pleaded. “Harry!”
“What’s going on in here?”