Never Forget (Memories)

and put these pots in the garden.''

    ~

    Rain beats down for two days solid. Grammy's happy because her garden is getting a good watering, and I'm happy because last night's storm got rid of the horrible muggy air that was hanging around. I'm not happy because I've been cooped up inside for those two days and I'm going stir crazy.
    It's testament to how much six weeks in Devon has changed me. I'm craving the outdoors, the fresh, salty air. Hell, I'm even craving the hideous smell of cow poo.
    Yeah, it's like that now.
    I scroll down my Facebook news feed, boredom emanating from me. I never realised how full of bullshit my life was in London. All it was was partying, shopping and probably way too much bitching. A part of me.. Doesn't want to go back.
    I sigh and shut down the laptop, wondering if there's any way I can transfer universities. I know there's one in Exeter and one in Plymouth. I'd love to spend more time with Grammy.. And it would mean I wouldn't have to really leave Alec.
    I sigh again as Dad walks in.
    ''What's up, sweetheart?'' he asks, stopping by the table.
    ''Just thinking.'' I smile up at him and look outside. The rain has stopped now. ''Dad?''
    ''Hello?'' He puts the kettle on.
    ''What if I changed unis? Could I go to Exeter or Plymouth?''
    He narrows his eyes thoughtfully. ''Of course you could. But, Lexy, why? Is it because of Alec?''
    I twist some hair between my fingers and examine it for split ends. ''Mostly for Grammy, but yeah, a bit, I guess.''
    ''I didn't realise it was that serious,'' he folds his arms.
    ''How did you and Mum do it?'' I look at him. ''You went to uni, right? How did you make it work?''
    He smiles fondly and I can see the love shining from his eyes. ''She followed me. Even if she didn't, I would have followed her to where she wanted to go. We were so in love, still are, that we would have followed each other to the ends of the earth and back a million times.''
    ''Then you get it.''
    ''Get what?'' His lips twitch.
    I look down at the table. ''Why I don't want to leave.''
    ''What if he'd go to London after you?''
    ''I wouldn't ask him to do that. This is his home, Daddy. He's too surfer boy for London.'' I smirk at the thought of Alec living in the city. ''No, I'd never ask him to leave his home for me. I know he wouldn't be happy in London. I'd rather leave without him than force him into something he doesn't want to do.''
    ''Let me see what I can do,'' Dad says. I glance up. ''I'll make some calls and see what I can find out about switching.''
    I beam at him. ''You're the best, Daddy.''
    He winks at me and takes his coffee from the room.
    A knock from the glass doors startles me and I jump in my seat. With my hand to my chest, I turn to see Alec stood there grinning. I glare at him, ignoring how incredibly, ridiculously, swoon-worthy he looks when he is soaking wet from the rain. Especially when he has a white t-shirt on.
    I get up and slide the door open, leaning against it. ''Can I help you?''
    His stormy eyes look me over and I smirk.
    ''You most certainly can,'' he flirts, stepping closer. ''First though, I'd appreciate it if you could stop being so beautiful because I don't know how much more my heart can take.''
    ''Oh, how he flatters me,'' I tease.
    ''You make me go weak at the knees with one flutter of those amazingly long lashes.'' He steps forward again.
    ''You.'' I look up at him and smile. ''Are the cheesiest guy in the history of the world. But it's okay, cause I kinda like it.'' I grab his shirt and lean up for a kiss.
    ''Well if that's all it takes for a kiss, how many more lines for a trip to bed?'' He winks and I roll my eyes.
    ''Let's see. A bunch of flowers, a bottle of wine, a box of chocolates, and a night to drool over Taylor Lautner without any jealous, snarky comments.'' I tick each one off my fingers.
    ''Oh, she fancies herself a comedian.'' Alec sighs dramatically and I laugh. He holds out his hand. ''How about a walk on the beach then?''
    ''That I can do, I suppose.'' I slide my hand into his and he locks our fingers together. I push the door shut and we head towards the coastal path leading to the Bay. The rain holds off as we walk in silence, the only sounds the crashing of the waves.
    I love the comfortable silences between us. So many words are said with so little and it's when I feel myself falling even deeper, if it's possible. The silence is natural, like it's supposed to be there.
    He puts his hands on my waist and lifts me over the