Our Winter Love (Harry AU)

Chapter 3: Our Treehouse

Waking up the next morning I roll over on the camping stretcher to see Megan still fast asleep beside me in the tent. Checking my phone I see that it's eight thirty which is still pretty early for camping.

Getting up softly and sneaking out the tent, I grab my bag and quickly make my way to the bathrooms nearby.I have to get some time alone to think about everything. Especially last night.

After quickly showering and getting into a sweater, skinny jeans with my favorite boots I drop my stuff off back at my tent. Luckily everyone is still asleep so I can slip away for a while.

This was probably my favorite part of coming here, the time I got by myself to just think and relax and get some clarity. Luckily I found somewhere so secluded I doubt anyone will ever find me.

Walking 2 plots down, I turn right into the woods, walking down the path that leads through the woods until it comes to an end. The wind blowing makes the cold even worse and I find myself trying to walk as fast as possible. I keep walking until I've passed an old sign that warns of no littering and finally there it is.

Hidden at the top of a tall leafy tree is an old, abandoned tree house built way before I started to come here with my family. I found it one day when I fought with my mom and decided I needed to find a place to just calm down.

After walking all over the woods I came across this tree house and decided to use the old rope ladder hanging from the tree to check it out.

No one knows about this place except me and I would like to keep it that way. I walk around the tree, grab onto the rope and carefully begin to climb to the top. It got more difficult to climb the older I got but I don't really care.

Finally at the top I push up the trap door of the tree house and pull myself up into it. As I manage to pull my upper body up I see that there is someone else already in here. Harry.

"What are you doing here?" We both ask at the same time.

"This is my tree house! My sacred space to relax!" I state clearly.

Harry looks at me before smirking, "And what makes you think it's only yours?"

"I come here everyday in summer!"

"Well it's winter, love. And that means it's mine now since I come here everyday in winter." He smirks again before continuing whatever he is writing in a journal on his lap.

He's really starting to annoy me now, "That's not fair! We can't both be here!"

"You're right, you should probably leave then." He grins as if what he said was humorous.

"That's not funny." I state seriously, staring at him blankly.

Harry frowns at his journal before looking up at me. "We can share it, just get inside and stop staring at me like that." Harry reaches out a hand to me.

"Why would I want to share with you?" I reject his offer to help me climb inside.

"Because I'm actually a quiet and decent guy. " he flashes me a grin before reaching out his hand once again. This time I take his hand as he helps me pull my whole body up into the tree house.

I sit across from him, leaning my back against the wooden panel and look over at him as he still writes in his brown leather journal.

Harry notices me looking at him, "Are you just going to sit there and stare at me all day?"

"If it means you'll leave then yeah, maybe." I may sound a bit rude but this was my only chance at some alone time.

Harry chuckles before looking up at me, "I'm not leaving love."