Who'd You Rather? (H.S.) [ONGOING]

Part Sixty-Two

"We should get some watermelon," Harry suggested, completely throwing Tegan's mind for a loop. She turned her head in his direction, looking at him questioningly before a laugh erupted out of her.

The two of them were still laying naked on the gray velvet carpet in his media room, in the all-encompassing glow of post-coitus.

"Uh... okay..." She said awkwardly with a wide smile, unable to even wrap her head around the randomness of his suggestion.

Harry chuckled deeply, looking so amused by her reaction.

"I read that eating watermelon helps with sore muscles," he explained, smiling warmly at her.

"You read that?" She giggled as she turned onto her side to face him.

"I did," he said, bringing his hand up to smooth out her hair on the side of her head before gently cupping it against the back of her neck.

"Where did you read that?" She asked, smirking teasingly at him.

"Uh, I may have been googling ways to relieve sore muscles," he said with a sly smile.

"And why were you doing that, Mr. Styles?" She giggled, sliding her fingers up his side, feeling every single rib and taut muscle underneath his perfect skin.

"Because I don't like making you sore all the time," he said, smiling at her sweetly.

Tegan sucked in a breath as her eyebrows knit together, looking at the man she was certain was the love of her life.

"You were worried about me?" She nearly whimpered.

"Of course. I don't want to hurt you," he told her, smoothing out her hair again as his heavenly green eyes stared back into hers.

"Aww, Harry," she cooed, leaning in to press a hardened kiss to his lips.

He chuckled into it and she pulled back only to give him a few more consecutive chaste kisses.

"Not sure why you're acting so surprised," he chuckled, sending her an odd.

"I guess I just didn't think twice about having sore muscles – that it was just a side effect of great sex," she giggled, "I didn't think you'd start researching remedies."

Her heart felt so full. It was a sweet gesture and it meant so much to her that he would be so concerned with her well-being.

"I want you to feel good," he said evenly and she sucked in another breath, letting it out hard as feelings of fondness and adoration floated through her like she was some sort of love-sick teenager.

He chuckled again and shook his head at her reaction.

"Okay. So tell me more about the healing properties of watermelon," she said with her wide-as-the-horizon smile.

"Um, so... yeah. It helps relieve sore muscles because of the high content of some sort of amino acid it has in it. I guess it helps remove the lactic acid that builds up in the muscles or something. It also helps blood flow and removes toxins. So that's cool," Harry explained, shrugging his shoulders quickly.

"Well, damn. We should get some watermelon," she said, impressed with his research.

He let out a laugh as he hooked his leg around hers and tugged her body tightly to his before leaving a passionate kiss on her mouth.

"I guess we're not actually gonna do any swimming today," he pointed out as he pulled back to look at her again.

"No. We can. What's more perfect for a day of swimming than eating watermelon in the sun?" She questioned, cocking an eyebrow.