OneSummer (A One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 11

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I shivered and Harry pulled me closer.

"Cold?"

"Yes! Cough up the hoodie, Styles."

"I don't think you deserve it. You do, after all, still have the one I gave you this afternoon."

"HARRY.........."

"Finefinefinefine."

Harry pulled off his Hollister jacket and held it out for me to stick my arms inside. The warm fabric instantly warmed me.

"You look cute in my clothes," Harry said as I hugged his arm while we continued down the beach.

"Shut up," I said, elbowing him in the gut.

"You wound me," he frowned.

I chuckled softly.

"So has Connor texted you yet?" Harry asked.

As if on cue, my duck ringtone blared from the pocket of my romper.

"Called it," he smirked.

It rang again and Harry laughed. "Ooh! Double-text!"

I pulled my iPhone out of my pocket and checked the messages.

The first one was from Niall.

Nialler: Please tell me that you and Harry aren't dead....or making out....because both of those would just be horrible.

I laughed and told him I'd be up in a bit.

The second message was from Connor. :)

Connor: Hey Darby! So my friends and I are having a party at my place tomorrow. Maybe you'd wanna come? Seven o'clock. Four doors down from Harry's place. Tell me what you think..

"THAT'S A DATE," Harry said quite loudly.

"It's not like we'll be alone. That is NOT a date."

"Well if he ends up kissing you, then it's a date."

"Who said I'd let him kiss me?"

"Darby, you would let ME kiss you. You're totally gonna let him."

"What makes you think I would kiss you?"

Harry slung his arm around my shoulders.

My friend leaned in closely to my face.

"Darby," he whispered, "I know that you've never kissed anyone."

I stopped.

"How?" I asked as I crossed my arms over my chest.

"I just know," he said, rubbing my cheek with his thumb.

I swatted his hand away and turned around, going back the way we had come.

"Harry Edward Styles, you are a complete and total jerk."

"Darby! I wasn't picking on you!"

"Yes you were!"

"But I didn't mean it."

I let him catch up to me. He took my hand.

"Darby I'm sorry."

He gave me a "puppy dog" face. Gosh, I was a sucker for those.

I rolled my eyes.

"Fine, I forgive you."

Harry wrapped me in a hug.

"Kiss to make-up?" he whispered.

I shoved him away and laughed. "Jerk!"

He slung his arm around me again as we headed back to the house. "Tell him you're going, then."

My fingers hovered over my phone's keypad.

"What if I don't want to go, Harry?"

"Darby, you know you want to. And I want you to, too."

"But I don't really know him!"

"But you like him."

"But I.....okay, I like him."

"So go."

"But....what about Niall? You said I shouldn't tell him. I can't lie about where I'm going."

"Just....go and don't say anything. At least not until you get back."

I told Connor I would go.

"This boy better be a good kisser, Harry," I said as we neared the house.

Harry just laughed and kissed my forehead.