Complicated // h.s.

thirteen

*Sawyer's POV*

I was packing the last of my things because it was the day that we were going back to California. I didn't want to leave Hawaii; it had become my favorite place because so many exciting things had happened.

Harry and Louis were okay after their banter which I was glad about because Louis had been my best friend since we were kids. I needed for them to get along. It still didn't make Harry show affection towards me in front of everyone. He would only touch or kiss me behind closed doors where no one could see us. I was glad for that because I hated affection in front of everyone.

I finished putting all of my things in its suitcase and then lugged the heavy bags down the stairs. Halfway through dragging the bags down the stairs, the feeling of heavy bags disappeared from my arms. I turned around to see Harry carrying both of my bags in one hand and carrying his bag in another. He had a smirk played on his face as he looked at me with amusement which made my stomach flutter. His hair was in a bun and his white shirt showed his tattoos that I have grown to love dearly.

"I could have done that myself, Harry." I told him with a pout.

"Oh, really? Because from here it looked like you were struggling quite a bit." He teased.

I rolled my eyes before turning around and continuing to walking down the stairs. Once we both got to the bottom Harry had put all the bags down and pulled me into his arms. He ran his fingers through my hair before placing each hand on my hips.

"I think a kiss would be nice." Harry mumbled.

"Oh, you don't say?" I asked biting my lip.

Harry tapped his index finger on his lips.

"I'm waiting, baby." Harry said with a smirk.

I chuckled. "You're going to be waiting for quite a long time, baby."

I then pulled away from his hold and walked away. I heard him groan as I walked outside to the vehicle. I joined the girls in the car on the driver side since everyone was too hungover to drive. Everyone else already loaded all of their things in the cars. They were just waiting for us and I waited for Harry to put my things in the back. He walked over to the driver side door and tapped on the window. I put it down and started to grow annoyed because I was ready to be on my way to the airport.

"What do you want?" I asked Harry who had that irresistible smirk on his face.

He ran his fingers through my hair before settling his hand on the crook of my neck.

"Since we are going to be back in California by noon, we can swing by my new place so that you could see it." Harry suggested.

I nodded my head as he caressed my neck with his thumb.

"You couldn't wait to tell me this when we were on the jet?" I asked still annoyed.

He chuckled. I then turned around briefly to see the girls looking at us with amused faces.

"No, because I needed a kiss from my girl." He smiled at me.

I felt my cheeks burn as he connected our lips. That was his first time kissing me in front of any one and that truly made my heart flutter. I was disappointed when he pulled away but he still held my face in his hands.

"I can't wait to have you all to myself." Harry whispered so that I could be the only one to hear what he said.

I pecked his lips and smiled at him.

"Later. I promise." I assured him. "Now go. We have to get to the airport."

I said pushing his chest. He then backed away before jogging to the other car. I backed out of the driveway and then began to drive away from the beach house that I already miss.