Harry Imagines

Ocean

Imagine going to the beach with Harry. Holding hands as he leads you out farther from the shore.

Your eyes desperately find his after seeing a huge wave behind him, steadily approaching.

"Ha-Harry turn around," you stutter pointing behind him.

"What?" he asks while twisting around, coming to a halt as his eyes land on the massive wave.

Everything that followed happened in quick succession. His fingers untwining with yours as he shouts just before the wave begins to crash, "Swim under!"

You inhale, dipping your head below the surface. The cold water stuns your body, you are unable to move let alone swim.

You cling on to Harry's hand with desperation, wrapping your right one around his wrist as the force of the water comes crashing down.

Your body is jolted under, twisted to the point were you have no choice but to let go. Just after

your grasp is torn from Harry's you feel your hope slipping away with each passing second.

Your mind begins to spin from the lack of oxygen, desperately trying to concentrate to stop the dizziness consuming it.

Unable to withhold it any longer you take in a mouthful of the water, which instantly burns through

your nose, washing down your throat, and into your lungs.

That's when you feel a strong hand grip around your forearm. You take in a breath of air as your body is tugged up through the water's surface for the first time since the crash of the wave.

Before you can exhale you begin to cough up water, feeling an expansive palm steadily rubbing you back as you struggle to breath.

"Oh my...are you okay?" Harry's familiar voice mumbles in a panicked tone.

Finally you open your eyes to meet a pair of green ones staring back at you with worry.

"I'm so sorry. Please tell me your okay. Say something. Anything." He pleaded, gripping ahold of

your shoulders and lightly shaking your trembling body.

"You saved me." You say as the realization overcomes you, breaking out into tears of sadness for what could have happened. Tears of joy for what Harry prevented.

You quickly glance down at your feet to notice the now shallow water beneath. Knowing your safe now you tug Harry's body towards yours. You passionately press your mouth against his, instantly tasting the salt on his lips.

He returns the kiss, his dripping curls brushing against your cheeks as your lips move together in perfect harmony.

"You."

"Saved."

"Me."

You manage to say between stolen kisses.

He slowly pulls away, "I don't know what I would have done if..."

"Stop Harry. You did and that's all that matters okay?"

The worry in his eyes slowly fades as he draws your body back to his. The words he whispered in your ear are foreign to you. Unfamiliar in the sense that they have always been an unspoken understanding, but now for the first time became expressed thoughts.

"I love you." Harry's raspy voice echo's through your ear, shooting an indescribable passion through the frozen nerves in your body.

A feeling that you never quite understood until now.

Love, equal to that of which Harry feels for you.‎