One Direction ~ BSM & BSF & DDM

Harry (19) BSF - Oops

Harry and Y/n were at Harry's parent's summer house, relaxing in the pool area to avoid the bright heat of the hottest season. Y/n was chilled out on one of the pool chairs, laid on a towel as she'd previously dipped in the water. Harry was making slow, gracious laps of the pool's length, diving under the blue and coming out at each end to brush his mop of curls from his face.

Y/n was reading her current novel, glancing up at her best friend every so often. She chuckled when he spat a mouthful of water from his mouth like a human fountain.

"Y/n! Why are you sitting there reading, when you could be swimming like a fish with me? C'mon, I'm getting lonely over here by myself," Harry called out, wading over to the edge of the pool and folding his arms on the ledge.

"I'm in a really good spot with my book right now, H. There's been an insane plot twist! I'll join you in a little while, okay?" Y/n smiled at her friend, watching as he pouted and pleaded her with his best puppy eyes. She sighed in defeat, a grin creeping its way onto her face.
"Alright, fine." She giggled as she marked the page in her book and put it down on the small table beside her. "I'm coming," she smiled.

Y/n stood from her seat on the reclined chair, wearing a navy, floral strapless bikini, her hair. Harry pushed off of the wall of the pool, rolling into a backflip and coming back up with a grin. Just as Y/n slid into the water, he got out and ran around to the small diving board, slipping clumsily and sending himself flying head first into the dark blue. Y/n laughed loudly at her idiotic best friend, though when he came up, his expression was somewhat confused. Y/n raised an eyebrow as if to ask what's wrong. Harry didn't answer, but looked around into the water a little frantically.

"Harry, what is it?" Y/n giggled, still unsure of why he looked kind of worried. Her back was to the diving board where Harry had jumped off, and he was now standing in the middle area of the pool, facing Y/n.

"Uhh... nothing," Harry backed away as Y/n waded over to him, not convincing her even the slightest. His eyes wouldn't meet hers and she almost laughed at how nervous he was being, but she held it back.

"Oh, c'mon, you fibber! What's changed your mood so quickly?" Y/n asked, coming to a stop as she caught the hint that Harry wanted her to stay away, though she didn't understand why.
"Harry, what's wrong? You're acting strange, it's concerning me..." Y/n pleaded for an answer, a frown on her face.

Harry rolled his eyes, sighing with embarrassment and letting a smile make its way onto his lips. He pointed behind her with a smirk on his face, and Y/n spun around to see his swim shorts hanging off of the diving board. She burst out laughing and swam over to get them, while Harry shook his head in shame and shyness.

She held the shorts up in front of him, but just out of reach.
"What's the matter Harry? You're shorts fell off? Oh, that's a shame, guess you'll have to go get them..." Y/n grinned, throwing his shorts off to the side and our of the pool.

Harry stared after the clothing with wide eyes, looking back at Y/n in disbelief.
"You wouldn't..." he started, but Y/n's expression told otherwise. He groaned in despair, glancing over at his shorts and wading towards the edge of the pool, making sure to keep as far away from Y/n as he could.

"Go on. Go get 'em!" Y/n laughed. Harry glared at her, but couldn't help the smirk that made its way onto his lips. He shook his head before climbing up the ladder and exposing his naked behind to his cackling friend.

"Oh, shut up! Just you wait 'til I get revenge!" He shot back at her for laughing at him as he quickly pulled his shorts back on, making sure to keep his back turned towards Y/n. Once he was covered up again, he ran back to the pool and cannonballed into the water beside "Y/n.

"Oops." He laughed at himself, making a mental note to wear underwear under his shorts the next time he goes for a swim, especially with his closest friend who was a girl.