Harry takes control

Chapter two.

I hear the door opening. So I look up from the water where my feet are dangling in.
It's Harry. My body immediately reacts to his presence. Just by looking at him, my heart skips a beat and I hold in my breath. He's just wearing a swim short. I let my eyes scan every inch of his body. His hair is a little damped, what makes it curl even more. It's getting long. I can see a drip falling on his shoulder. It's sliding down over his chest, to his stomach. When it passes his butterfly tattoo, I let my eyes rest on his muscles, i lost where the drip has gone. My eyes find their way to his belly trail, wich gets me to the upper line of his short. Now I can see he's wearing a pink one. I follow the line, the way his short is hanging on his hips. It makes me gasp for air. Right when I want to proceed my way down Harry interrupts my thoughts.

'Like what you're seeing?'
I feel my blood rushing to my cheeks.
'I.. I'm sorry, I was just..'
'Enjoying the sight?'
I get shy and feel a bit embarrassed and dicide to throw the conversation around.
'Why am I here Harry?'
I can see a little smile on his face.
He walks right towards me, lift my legs up  out of the water. With one hand on my neck and one hand on my thigh he pushes me down on the ground. He's hanging right above me, locks eyes and smiles with only one side of his mouth.
'We have to finish what we started yesterday, love.'