Between moving to a new country and trying to find herself, Joan's life was twisted around.
In the darkness of a london pub she was met by a pair of blue eyes which pulled her into the world of social media fame and friendships she never could've im...
"Harry, please!" I whined, taking in a deep breath and watching the man in front of me stop. "Only a few more steps." I groaned, feeling dizzy from the stairs we were climbing. "That's literally what you've said thirty fucking minutes ago!" I saw a small grin on his sweaty face. "Did I?" Rolling my eyes, I reached my hand out for him. He wrapped his around mine, pulling me closer. I stopped inches away from him, both of us smelling as if we've been in the sun for days without showering. "See - easy."
I looked at him, seeing that he was just as exhausted as I was. "I wanted the water bottle." I muttered, taking the bottle from the side of his backpack. Whilst taking a sip, I passed him, walking around the corner we've stopped at. Harry and I have been hiking up this hill, or should I say mountain, for the past two hours. The sun was burning down on us, which was why the two of us had to stop and put on sunscreen at least every twenty minutes. Call me paranoid, but after the sunstroke in Greece I wasn't about to risk anything.
"We can sit down if you want to." Lifting my head from facing the ground, I stopped walking. "But we should be there soon." I heard his steps coming closer from behind me but didn't even look. My eyes were focused on the beautiful view in front of me. "Harry." "I know, I'm sorry, I'll look up a shorter distance next time." Without saying anything else, I pointed in front of me to show the man that after the most exhausting hike I've ever been on, we finally reached our destination. "Holy shit."
Turning my head to the side, I saw Harry standing next to me, in awe. Neither of us were able to speak out our thoughts. Nothing would ever be able to describe what we were seeing.
"I love you."
My head spun around again, seeing Harry still staring down at the water. "What?" He had a smile on his face but didn't look at me. "You've heard me." I chuckled. "I did. Just confused about the sudden outburst of emotion." He finally turned to look at me. "You're the one person I want to share moments like this with." My heart started beating faster at his words. "Give me your phone." He furrowed his eyebrows but did as he was told, pulling his phone from his pocket and handing it to me.
I quickly opened up the camera and started recording. "Harry Lewis." He gave me a shy smile. "Are you about to ask me something?" He rolled his eyes. "Oh fuck off." We started laughing. "Yes." His eyes grew. "What?" I looked away from the screen, right into his eyes. "Let's do a porn. You know, outside. Beautiful view." He reached out for the phone, making me lower it down. "You had me scared for a second." I laughed, nodding. "I love you too though." Getting on my toes, I placed a soft kiss on his lips.
"You smell disgusting." Pulling away, I nodded. "Attractiv, innit?" We smiled at each other and Harry quickly took the phone, taking off his backpack and putting them both down on the ground. I, again, turned around to admire the view. Seconds later, I felt an arm wrapped around my waist. "At least we're disgusting together."
Resting my head on his shoulder, I couldn't help but imagine our future together. Both of us loved to travel, which we could now do together, if our jobs allowed it. We both would go on a hike. Maybe climb a new hill or mountain in each country we'd visit. Someday, in the far future, we might even have a child to share these moments with. Or just a dog, well, many dogs if you'd ask me. Someday, we'd stop working so much, giving both of us enough freedom to go on these kind of adventures without having to think about when or where we'd go to next.
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~ comments ~
taliamar: JOAN KFKWNDKWKS
user: you did harry dirty - > user: never screenshotted something that fast
behzingagram: guess we know what bog looks like getting head now, thanks joan. - > joandumaire: you should know though - > faithlouisak: JOAN FNSNFBWJIDIX
user: ☁️ chaser
user: i'm screaming
user: got him to pop the question yet?
wroetoshaw: wtf mate - > joandumaire: told you I'm the hot one, bud - > user: how can you hate them????
user: taking him far away from his friends for his birthday? well played.
chrismd: WHAT EVEN IS THIS?!
arthurtv: i love her. fucking love her.
user: omg the author updated again! - > user: yes! and she's sorry for being so busy with work... - > user: she said she'll try and update more often now!
ksi: FAM FKSBFKWJ WHAT HAPPENED TO HARRY!? - > joandumaire: guess
"I could ask you though." Harry suddenly whispered. "Don't ruin this, Harry." I said, chuckling. He did the same. Both of us knew that we weren't ready for anything more than we were at this time. I just wanted to stay in this moment for as long as possible. I didn't want to climb back down. Go back to London. Back to our jobs which were keeping us from each other. Back home, these moments would be a rare occurrence. "Joan DuMaire?" I shifted a little to be able to look into his eyes. "Harry Lewis?" He smiled and I couldn't help admiring him. His eyes, the beard starting to grow again. His soft lips. Even the sweat, slowly dripping from his hair onto his face. His skin, which was starting to turn red due to the burning head. "Someday, I will ask you." I nodded. "Someday, I will say yes."
We've had this talk early on in our relationship already, leading to a discussion and never to be spoken of again.
Harry wasn't someone who had the urge to get married nor have children. He was someone that enjoyed being free. I remember giving him the example of him and his dog. He is a responsibility which Harry enjoyed. Sometimes he'll be getting on his nerves but not much later, Harry'd realise that he's still his dog. Remember the beautiful moments they've shared. Of course you can't compare being married to having a dog, but that was the easiest way to explain to Harry that marriage wasn't something to be scared of.
Hearing these words come out of Harry's mouth meant a lot to me. Not because of the fact that he's just told me he wanted to marry me someday, but because of the thoughts he must have had about it after our conversation. I was used to people not thinking about things I've tried to explain to them. Just ignoring the subject completely. But Harry has been thinking about my words. He might not be ready yet, maybe never, but he has thought about it.
"Shall we?" The sun was already setting and if we wanted to get back to the car before nightfall, we had to head down now. I nodded with a heavy heart and watched him leave before I took in the view one last time. "Promise me we'll come back here one day?" Feeling his presence behind me, I smiled at myself. "I promise." His strong hand was resting on my shoulder and I couldn't help but feel stronger than before. Something about his touch.
Nodding, I turned around and gave Harry a smile. "Let's get you something to eat." I walked past him, starting the descent. "Was that your way of saying you're hungry?" I chuckled, hearing him follow after me. "If you insist." We laughed a little whilst stumbling down, trying not to fall. "Alright, guess you're paying then."
