Perrie and Dani were at the beach, Liam and Zayn were on the deck, and Harry and I were alone. " Harry?" I asked. " Yes babe." I saw him appear in a clear beach outfit. Shorts, sunglasses holding his hair from falling and a polo shirt. " Where are you going?"
" Don't know. A walk. But it's hot." He gets closer and puts his hands on my shoulders and slid the jacket off. " You'll get a heat stroke." He says. " Come." We go down the steps. " Sing with me." he grabbed my hands and say on the couch. I hesitated but sat. " I don't sing." I said. " Try for me." He said. Green eyes staring. " I know you said. That you don't like to complicated. That we should try to keep it simple. But love is never ever simple. No." My heart pounded. He read my song book. " But some day your gonna see the things that I see. Your gonna want the air that I breath. Your wish you never left me."
" Here we go again!" We sang until he smiled. " That's beautiful. Please sing me to sleep." He said. " I'm not good..."
" Lier." he kisses my neck. " Come on." He stood. We go outside and there was all light colors. And tanned girls in bikinis. " Damn." Harry mumbled loud enough to hear. We were in front of the beach. Nobody had on black and grey. Like me. I turned around. " Stop babe come on. Let's get you new clothes." We walk to the shoppes. Their weren't cars. Just sidewalks. Most girl loves that to show off their bodies. Plus the beach stretched miles and miles down and looped. " Hi. Welcome to Paradise Passion how can I help you?" A shirtless guy with shorts and flip flops with a tan body six pack and was taller than me said. " Yes. Anything. I've noticed that black and grey don't appeal to Brazil so anything else than this will do thank you." Harry said. The guy looked me up and down. Harry didn't like the way he did. " Yes. Right over here." he lead us to a rack. " Green is beautiful here. The red would bring out your blue eyes." he said, I smile. " I am Rosario. If you need me I'll be able to help." his accent was appealing. Harry grabbed my hand and basically yanked me over. " Stop." I mumble. Surprised that I even said that foreign word. He let go. " How about these?"
" Yes. It will show off your legs." Rosario said. " Thanks." It was really hot and I did kinda want to cool off. I head to the dressing room as Harry followed. " Can I trust you out here alone." I said quietly. He knew what I was talking about. " No promises." He pushes me in and holds the door so I can't get out. What love is this? I tried on the red shirt and orange shorts. I looked like a beach boy. I chuckle to myself. I bang on the door and Harry lets go. " your to fucking protective." I mumble. But he only turned me around to look at my ass. " To small." they fitted perfectly because they were my size. " Harry everyone has an ass. Your acting like one now-"
" If we weren't in public I would have smacked you by now." he was closer and he mumbled staring at me. My eyes grew wide. " we'll take it." Harry gave Rosario his credit card and swiped it. I grab my clothes. " Mr! Would you like that in a bag?" He gave me one. " Thanks." I put my black pants and grey shirt inside. " Your welcome. Come again." He says. I smile and walk away. " I'm so sorry!!" A tanned girl lifted her sun hat that looked like a giant pancake. " Its fine." Harry looks her up and down. " I must repay you. That stain won't get out very well." She lifted her bags upon her wrist. Smoothie cup on floor and the smoothie on Harry. " How?"
" There's a party. Tomorrow night. My treat. Both of you." she smiled. " If it's to much burden-"
" No! It'll be fun! Please?" Harry stared. Then he smiled. " Okay. My number." Harry took a pen out his shopping bag and wrote on her arm. He stroked the rest as he let go. " I'll call." she smiles. The dog she walked was getting anxious. " Okay Sala. Calm down." She pet it and waved and walked away. I started back to the house. " Where are you going." He said. " Home." I walked away. I don't know what took over me but I ran. Faster than ever. Was I scared of Harry? Did he convince me all this time so he could snap? Is he faking the relationship with my friends? With me? I come to the house and go in. Out of breath. Zayn and Perrie were making out so I decided not to interrupt but he saw me. " Ni. Why so sweaty? Where's Harry?" He asked standing. " I-erm...h-he's at a store." He looked at me. My rapidly rising chest. " Are you running from him?" He got serious. Perrie stood. " Niall if he's doing something-"
" He's not! Just worry about your relationship!" I yell and sprint upstairs crying. Zayn chased after me. Harry walks in the door. I hear arguing downstairs. " Niall don't!!-" Harry saw Zayn. " Hey Z. What's up?"
" Zayn no. Please. He's not doing anything I just wanted to talk to Liam about something personal so I ran. I just wasn't used to those questions. I don't think Harry would do that to me, ever. Zayn please." I literally BEGGED. like beg begged. Zayn still held his glare on Harry. He walked pass him bumping into his shoulder on purpose and went to Perrie. Who was filled with anger. As soon as they went outside, Harry slapped me. I fell to dresser. " I held it in at the store but now your talking about me abusing you?!" He slaps me again. " Harry-Please-" he choked me while he kicked my stomach. " Shut up!" He punched me and slaps me again. " Your mine. You obey ME!" He grits his teeth and knocks my head in the closet door. He walked out.
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