Description - a car journey along the Malibu coast
Not very often did you get to spend time with Harry anymore.
Your Grammy award-winning, rockstar, boyfriend had recently been caught up in his world, that he had forgotten about yours somewhere in between. He didn't mean it intentionally and you were honest in remembering that. He was so swept up in the celebrations of all of his recent achievements that he sometimes forgot that you wanted to celebrate with him too.
Covid had prevented Harry from doing a lot of the things he had planned, and yet he still managed to have the greatest influence on the music industry and over his loyal fans. He only had to wear a cardigan for an hour for it to become the most iconic cardigan of forever. Even you had tried to have a go at knitting it - however Harry decided to just let you have his after seeing how many tears you produced over trying to learn the correct stitches.
Having won his first grammy you and Harry had promised an evening just to yourselves. Just the two of you. No social media. No other people. Just two souls in love and it being nothing more than that.
You were both currently in Harry's Malibu house, after him having to be here for the Grammys and a shoot for a future Gucci campaign. There was also another Calm story that he was recording, since the first one had been such a hit, but that was on the down-low for the time being.
The house here was just completely beautiful - you would never be able to get over it. Malibu seemed like a fairytale story you used to read as a kid and yet somehow you were now the main character from them.
Palm trees were something you always found intriguing. At your home there were just a few shrubs and oak trees, so palm trees reminded you of being with Harry. The warm weather was an added bonus too - allowing you to sport a natural tan for once.
Harry's house was the biggest on this particular coastline, and yet it only ever housed you and him. You never understood why he bought such a large house. Whenever you asked he would always reply "just wait on the future, love" which gave you goosebumps every time he said it.
It meant he was your future.
The Malibu Palace, as you liked to name it, sat right on the cragged rocks of the Malibu shoreline, having a little area of private beach. You and Harry had wasted one too many times spent devouring each other on your beach - hence what Watermelon Sugar was inspired by.
The ocean had always been your haven.
Everything from the salty sea air, the fresh smell of the ocean breeze and the radiant colours that burst from the depths of the water were just too infatuating for you to resist from living on the coastline. You never wanted to return to the city. The ocean had completely taken over your thoughts and you were okay with that.
"Ready to go, love?" You heard Harry call out, pulling you away from your thoughts, that were attached to the rolling waves, and back to him.
You had been standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows in the lounge, watching as the waves kept leaving and then returning towards you, as you waited for Harry to get ready.
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