L.A girls (H.S)

Chapter 28- water battles

I wake up to the sound of waves crashing onto the beach and the smell of the sea. I smile and roll over to see a sleeping Harry.

This is literally the first time that,

1) I've slept through the night in a while.
&
2) that I've woken up before Harry.

I sit up and grab my phone before snapping a picture of him. I then get out of bed and change into my bathing suit. I put a cover up on and I walk out of the tent.

The sun shines down on me, warming my skin. I close my eyes and tilt my head back. Strong arms wrap around my waist from behind and then they kiss down my neck. I automatically know it's Harry so I tilt my head the other way, giving him more access.

He kisses my sweet spot and I moan quietly. He smirks against my neck before turning me around and kissing me. I pull away and he smiles lazily.

"I like waking up like this." he whispers and I laugh.

"Go get your swim trunks on dude, we're going swimming." I tell him and he lets go of me.

I pull my cover up off and I run toward the ocean. I stop once I get to the water. I let the waves splash my feet and I wiggle my toes in the sand. I walk out to we're the water is at my thighs. I let my fingers brush the water and Harry comes out of the tent. He jogs over and then wades through the water to me.

He splashes me and I splash him back causing a huge water battle. I laugh and Harry splashes me in the face. I sputter as he laughs. He falls back and swims backwards in the water so I splash him in the face. He goes under the water briefly before he stands up. He smooths his hair out of his face and the smiles mischievously at me.

"No no. Harry no don't do it." I turn and start going the other way but he wraps his arms around my waist and picks me up out of the water.

I squeal and kick my feet and he spins me around. I laugh as he sets me down but then he splashes me in the face.

"You suck." I cough and he kisses my cheek.

"But you love me." he smirks.

'Good night Jayden, I love you.' That's what I heard him say last night. Or was it just my tired imagination?

I blush and he laughs again. We play around for a bit more before we go back up to the tent.

"So what are you doing for the rest of the day?" He asks as we take our stuff out of the tent.

"I'm meeting with my band mates to go over the songs they've written." I tell him.

"Have you written any?" He asks.

"Uhh, yeah. Just three though." I mumble.

"What are they about?" He asks.

"Umm..." I trail off and I start acting like I'm busy.

"Are they about me?" He asks quietly.

I don't answer, I just turn away and act like I'm still busy. He whirls me around and stares at me.

"Are they about me?" He repeats.

"One is." I say quietly.

"Is it good or bad?" He asks.

"Good."

"Can I hear or read it?" He asks softly.

"Nope." I pop the P.

I pull away from him and he groans.

"When can I hear it?" He asks.

"When i preform it for the first time." I tell him.

"And when will that be?" he asks.

"When we get our first gig." I shrug and he huffs.

"Can I at least hear your other songs today?" He asks.

"If you want to hang out with my band mates slash friends than yeah."

"Alright, let's hurry up then."
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"So that's your song book?"

"Yeah... don't touch it."

"Sorry."

"You should be." i tease and Harry pouts.

"Just a little peak?" He asks.

"No." I say sternly as I grab it from the music stand that sits in front of him.

I sit down next to my acoustic guitar and I go into my own little world. I add a few more parts and I feel someone's eyes on me. I look up to see Harry staring at me.

"What?" I ask.

"Your just so... beautiful." he tilts his head and I blush before looking back down at my guitar.

"Uhh, thanks." I mutter.

"Your hair makes you look innocent." he says and I smile as I look up at him.

"I'm not that innocent."

"But you are." he says and I get up before sitting on his lap and straddling him.

I grab him by his collar and pull him to me before kissing him harshly. I start rolling my hips and I run my fingers through his hair. He moans and his hands slide down to my bum. I pull my lips away and bring them down to his ear.

"Does that feel good?" I whisper.

"God yes." he moans.

"Good." I get off of him and sit back down in my seat, even though my hormones are telling me to keep going.

"What just happened?" He asks as he rubs his fingers through his hair.

His breathing is heavy and he has a confused and dazed expression on his face.

"Good girls don't play dirty like that." I wink and he huffs.

"You have to make up for that."

"No promises."