Flutter |h.s|

68

Grace

The rest of the morning was just as peaceful as it started. Harry and I picked up breakfast and coffee on our way back to the house. I wasn't wearing pants, but his shirt went well past my butt so I just thought of it like I was wearing a dress. Harry had a kick out of knowing that I was wearing just his shirt around Italy.

When we got back to the house, Elias was up and Holly was in the shower. It was a little awkward for me knowing that I didn't dress myself last night and being around my brother who has no idea what we did. But he didn't seem to care that I wasn't wearing pants. Then again I was pretty covered up so there was no reason to be alarmed. I put pants on before Holly could come out though just so I didn't get the whole 'you had sex' speech.

While we ate our breakfast, we put on Mamma Mia 2. Personally, I like this one better than the first one, but Holly is the opposite. Eli couldn't care less and Harry just wanted to listen to Abba songs. I could basically act out the entire movie which Harry got a kick out of.

Now here we are, walking around the main little shopping area in town, looking around the stores. I'm trying not to buy too many things since I have to fit everything in my suitcase to go back to London, but Harry's like a little devil on everyone's shoulders telling them to just buy stuff. Even worse, he's paying for everything.

I try my hardest to put my card in before his, but he always wins. Screw him.

Harry stops in front of what looks like a little boutique for men's clothing. Mostly suits and dress clothes. "Come on Elias, we're going in here." he says, not taking no for an answer.

"Gracie and I don't want to watch you two try on clothes. We're gonna keep looking around." Holly insists, moving her bags to one hand. We've all been keeping the shopping to a minimum, not wanting him to think we're taking advantage of his kindness.

"Okay, okay, but here." he says, reaching into his pocket and taking his wallet out. He opens it, handing me one of his cards.

My eyes widen and my head shakes. "No Harry, we aren't taking your card." I warn, but he's just blatantly ignoring me at this point, leaving me holding probably millions of dollars in my hands.

"Come on Elias, let's find you something you could propose in." Harry smiles, patting Elias onto the back.

"Harry, we can't take this." I continue to insist, groaning as he and Elias part ways with us.

As the boys disappear into the store, Holly hooks her arm in mine, continuing to walk along to find a store for us to slip into. I shove the card into the bag I'm holding, trying to take an out of sight, out of mind approach. My eyes go elsewhere, taking in the sights of the Amalfi Coast. It's beautiful, breathtaking.

It's weird walking around without Harry. I don't think Holly and I have gotten a moment away from the guys like this in a long time, if ever. Since Harry joined us it feels like we've all been attached at the hip. I must admit, I'm feeling a little lonely without him being right behind me.

Holly abruptly stops, forcing my gaze over to her. "What?" I ask, before seeing she's looking into a storefront.

"Let's go in here." she says, only it's not a suggestion, more like her telling me we're going into this store. It has some Italian name, but by the mannequins in the window, I can tell I'm in for a trip.

"Ciao!" A woman greets us as we walk into the store, a bell chiming.

Holly smiled at her, "Hello!" she says, hoping the woman gets the message and speaks some English.

"Can I help you?" She asks in a heavily accented, somewhat broken English. Thank god. Actually, maybe I shouldn't be thanking him just yet.

"We would like to buy some sets. Especially my friend here." Holly continues, gesturing toward the mannequins before turning her attention to me. The saleswoman gets a bright smile and nods, leading us further into the store.