The last thing i remembered was the arms ripping me away from the water, frantically.
It must have been an angel, coming to save me.
“Kirsten!” I heard someone call.
The voice sounded muddled, and very far away, I was barely concious. The frantic voice continued, and it kept me awake.
I opened my eyes, and It was him.
It was Noah, and he was crying.
“What’s wrong?” I coughed out. I never thought I’d see Noah cry, because he never would.
“Thank go you’re alright!” He pulled me into his lap, and held me tight. I thought about what had happened.
He saved my life.
“I love you.” I said, fighting back tears.
He smiled slightly, though there was still sadness in his eyes.
“I know. We’re never going to the beach again.” He said humoressly, but I could tell he was serious.
I nodded, and hugged him tight.