To the Rescue

April continued to struggle in the cold swimming pool.

Meanwhile, Vincent arrived at the pool area frantically searching for April. He was definitely sure she came in here. But then, he was not exactly sure why she ran away. 

Was he that scary or intimidating? But back in the nightclub, April seemed unfazed by their encounter. 

Vincent got distracted from his wondering when he saw some movement in the swimming pool.

"April?!"

He shouted in surprise, but he got his answer when he saw April's backpack at the poolside.

Without further thought, Vincent hurried to rescue April. He plunged into the swimming pool. In fact, he was not even able to remove any of his clothing. He only managed to pull off his shoes.

As soon as his body touched the water of the pool, that was when he realized that he had just overreacted. Immediately, he found out that the swimming pool was not that deep after all.

Nevertheless, he quickly swam towards April. By the looks of it, she seemed to be in trouble.

Presently, April was frantically waving her arms all around her in the pool water. She was obviously in panic. It would appear like she was trying to find something to get a hold of in her fear of sinking and drowning. In addition to that, she was also making these gurgling sounds, in an attempt to speak, but the pool water was obviously hindering her.

When Vincent finally reached her side, April grabbed Vincent tightly. Her movements evidently displayed that she was so afraid. Therefore, in her panic, she grabbed and squeezed Vincent indiscriminately. As a result, she touched Vincent's lower body. Her actions surprised Vincent, but it seemed that April was unaware of her actions. All she was focused on was clinging to support her.

But then, the effect of April's actions, as well as the water's temperature, was really causing Vincent to have a physiological reaction. 

While April was feeling cold and still in panic mode, Vincent was heating up from within. However, he knew that whatever he was experiencing was a bit inappropriate in this situation so he did his best to ignore his urges.

Vincent held April in his arms as he swam toward the edge of the pool. After clambering out of the swimming pool with April, he lay down April at the poolside.

"April, are you alright?"

Vincent checked on April's breathing but got the surprise of his life when April pushed him away when she came to her senses.

"You! Get away from me!"

April screamed in utter panic, as she stood up.

"Hey, what's your problem? I just saved you from drowning in a shallow swimming pool! I came to rescue you."

Vincent exclaimed in annoyance. Therefore, he thought mocking April would be perfectly alright.

"How dare you! I got into this mess because you came after me!"

April snapped back at him in anger.

Vincent didn't seem to care about what April just said. He was now focused on his physical state. So, he began to take off his wet clothes.

"What the hell are you doing? You're such a pervert!"

April commented, though she couldn't get her eyes off Vincent, who was busy undressing in front of her.

Vincent didn't say anything.

Upon seeing this, April realized that Vincent was really going to do that in front of her.

"You know what, I am leaving. Thanks for getting me out of the pool."

April said and was about to leave. But Vincent didn't want April to go.

"So, now you're leaving after I prevented you from drowning? Why did you run away?"

"Well, why were you spying on me then? I saw you from across the park bench. You were watching me from afar!"

April replied but had a tone of accusation in her voice.

Vincent had removed his shirt and pants by now and was only wearing his boxer shorts, which were soaking wet. His shorts stuck on his skin which definitely revealed his hump down there.

"Besides, do you have the habit of undressing in front of anyone?"

April pointed out and laughed at Vincent for his present state.

"What are you afraid of when I get undressed? I was soaking wet, so are you!"

Vincent argued, not the least conscious of his bare skin. He sat on one of the reclined chairs by the pool to wait for himself to dry.

"Anyway, are you afraid that you can't resist me? You couldn't keep your hands to yourself in that pool a few minutes ago."

He responded as if to challenge April. He even stared directly at her, all confident and smug. 

April glared at Vincent but she knew what Vincent was talking about. Though she was panicking, she was aware that for a moment there, she had squeezed his private part, though accidentally.

April's face started to heat up with the combined feeling of embarrassment and attraction because her imagination suddenly went very active. 

Vincent was definitely tempting her.

What were Vincent's motivations for doing this? Why was he even pursuing her? He was even following her. What does he want?

These questions ran into her head.

"Aren't you going to remove your wet clothes?"

Vincent distracted her from her thoughts. He had his arms folded over his muscular chest. 

April had to avert her eyes since staring at Vincent like this, confuses her. Some intimate moments with Vincent somehow were starting to resurface. However, April's memories with Vincent were definitely not all pleasant, and so she fell into her painful memories. 

"I am not doing this with you. Think whatever you want. I don't care. I am leaving now."

April blurted out in anger. She was about to turn away but couldn't help but sneeze. That was when she realized her own physical state. Apparently, because of the freezing temperature of the water in the pool and her wet clothes still on her, she had caught a slight cold.

"You can't leave like that? You have already soaked yourself."

Vincent commented, sounding seriously concerned for her now.