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Chapter Five: Not What You Think

Harry.

"Haaaarryyyy! Get up!" Louis shouted, jumping on me.

Last night we got to take Tay home. For some reason, it was clear she was very anxious and nervous.

"Why?" I groaned and rolled over to look up at Louis.

"We're going to the beach, get dressed!" With that he then ran out.

Groaning again, I got up and walked to the bathroom. There was an aching pain in my back. I took off my shirt and looked at my back in the mirror.

"Shit!" I yelled.

While I was on top of Tay, she must have been scratching my back with her long nails. I had huge scratches going down my back. How am I supposed to go to the beach with giant scratches going down my back?

I put on some shorts and a tank top, hoping it won't be too warm out today. Even though it is summer and everything.

After dressing and washing myself I went down to the kitchen. Tay and the boys were there. Tay was at the counter eating cereal, I'm glad I made her eat, though she is still very skinny.

She turned around quickly and I picked her up and spun her around. I kissed her cheek and she giggled. I whispered in her ear, "You scratched up my back." She giggled again at that, a blush covering her cheeks.

She looked beautiful. She had a bikini on with a summer dress on over, a cute bun and sun glasses placed on her head, and nice flip flops.

I had an apple for breakfast and we all piled into the car.

This was a private beach and there was hardly any people here.

We set our stuff down and Niall and Zayn instantly took there tops off and ran into the water, shouting at each other. I chuckled.

Tay took off her dress, her bruises had faded apart from a light one on her stomach, but her thighs were still cut. It didn't bother me, or anyone for that matter. She lay on the towel next to me and put her sun glasses on. 

Liam and Louis had there shirts off in seconds. Louis ran straight to the water and Liam lay down too, putting his arm over his eyes to block the sun.

I was sweating but I couldn't take my top off. If the boys saw the scratches they would get the wrong idea. I know Louis told them what me and Tay did.

We both sat up then and I put my arm around her.

"You wanna go in the water?" she said, standing up and shifting onto her right leg.

"Aren't you scared?" I asked.

"The beach water isn't deep."

"But the scratches," I said, quieter so Liam wouldn't hear.

"They won't notice."

I shrugged, sighed, and stood up and took off my shirt. I turned around and asked her, "Is it noticeable?"

She sucked in a breathe and asked, "I did that?" Chuckling, I nodded.

"Sorry. I'm sure they won't notice." She said before kicking off her flip flops. I turned around and picked her up put her over my shoulder, then I ran to the water, ignoring her kicking and squealing. 

When  we got a bit further in, where the water would be up to her chest, I threw her in. She came up quickly and splashed me. For a while we just played around.

Liam had ran into the water now and we were all splashing around, just acting like kids again.

Soon later, we got out and went back to our towels. I sat next to Tay.