Katie’s POV
“What did Lou put in your pocket?” Harry yells back as we stop at a red light. I wish I knew.
“I dunno but the corners are digging into my leg.” I complain not removing my death grip around Harry.
“Why don’t you look?” He asks tapping his foot as we wait.
“Because my thigh is currently pressed against yours and I would have to let go; which I am not prepared to do.” I murmur tightening my hold around him. He chuckles lightly and taps my knee to warn me that we are about to start moving. I keep repeating my silent mantra in my head: Please let us live through this. Please let us live through this. Harry lets go of the handle bars for a second and rubs my knuckles.
“JEESUS! HANDS ON THE BARS!!” I scream loudly burying my face in the back of his jacket.
“Sorry! Gosh, would you calm down, darling?” He yells back swerving a little like I had scared him. I whimper and Harry pulls off to the side of the road.
“Are you alright?” He asks turning off the bike and pulling me around to face him. I choke back a sob and hide my face in my hands.
“Come here.” He murmurs pulling me into a hug.
“Can we just go?” I sniff after a few minutes. Harry looks at my face imploringly, his eyes searching mine and I look away. He looks rather puzzled but swings his leg back over the bike and waits for me to wrap my arms around him again. I take a deep breath and wrap around him again. He ignites the bike and starts driving us onward once again. I close my eyes and tighten my arms around him. Nearly a half of an hour later he turns on to a gravel road. I blink as a chunk of nature flies into my eye.
“Damnit.” I curse quietly. I don’t dare release an arm from around Harry and instead blink. I feel tears falling as I try and get the damn thing out without my hands.
“Are you crying?” He asks cutting the engine and turning to face me. I am finally able to reach up to my face and rub my eyes furiously. Harry watches with a bemused expression and finally moves my hands and gets the object out easily.
“Thanks.” I whisper blinking furiously.
“Haha, no problem.” He laughs helping me off the bike and grabbing the backpack we’re sharing. He takes my hand and I turn to the place we’re at. Wow. I breathe excitedly. My eyes dart as I try and take in the beautiful place.
“Is that a lake?” I sigh dreamily. Harry chuckles and leads me into the log cabin.
“Do you like it?” He asks as he unlocks the door. I squeal loudly and drop his hand before rushing in the cabin.
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Our Summer of Direction
FanfictionKatie and Emilea have been loyal Directioners since the band had come out. Now the contest of a lifetime to get tickets and backstage passes come up and they're all to eager to sign up. But what happens when Harry gets a little more than he bargains...
