Our Winter Love (Harry AU)

Chapter 5: Our Treehouse Getaway

"Megan?! Where were you? My parents are awake and asking a lot of questions about last night!" I say aggressively to a very tired Megan walking into the bathroom as I'm busy getting ready.

"Ughhh," she groans and rinses her face with some cold water.

"Megan?! You can't just not come back to the tent last night and then show up this morning looking like this." I'm quite angry that she didn't let me at least know.

Megan looks up at me, her appearance clearly indicated she had a rough night.

"Eddy and I fell asleep on the top deck while talking." She mumbles out as she attempts to fix her hair. She turns her head to look at me and then frowns.

"Why did you leave?" She questions.

"Oh, umm... I was just tired."

A smile takes up my face at the thought of what really happened last night. I don't think I want anyone to know about Harry and I just yet.

Which reminds me I have to hurry and finish getting ready to get to the tree house quickly in the hopes that Harry also decided to go there again this morning.

Putting on a quick coat of eye liner I turn to Megan, "I'll see you later, just going for a walk quick."

Megan doesn't seem interested and just nods while brushing her hair.

I run out the bathroom and quickly make my way onto the path that leads to the woods, right to the end where the path ends, pass the old no littering sign and finally I'm there.

Grabbing the rope ladder I begin to climb up quickly, hoping that Harry will be at the top waiting for me.

As I reach the top and open up the trap door, I am met by the curly brown headed boy that I've thought about all night. Harry is leaning against the wooden plank opposite me, journal in his lap and pen in hand, frowning at the page.

He realizes that I'm here and looks up, a smile immediately lightening up his face reaching his eyes.

He gets up and gives me a hand, helping me climb into the tree house. As soon as I'm on my feet Harry wraps his arms around me, giving a long, lingering hug.

After a while he let's go and we sit down together, hands still intertwined. I really don't know what this is between us and I can't say I officially like him. But I do feel a connection and feelings developing.

"I was hoping you would come." Harry smiles down at me before placing his arm comfortably around my shoulder.

Returning the smile I lean into his side a bit more. "Dido."

"So are we actually going to take part in the activities today?" I ask Harry after a few seconds of silence.

Harry chuckles and then smiles at me amused, "Are you serious? You take part in the activities that they do?"

"Well yeah? Doesn't everyone?" I ask sounding a bit unsure.

He chuckles a bit more before stroking my shoulder, "Not everyone love."

"Oh, so then what are you going to do today?" I question sounding a bit nervous.

Harry looks up and stares blankly at the room around us. The light from the one side of the tree house hits his face at just the right angle giving his features a more dramatic look. His eyes though are still sparkling green and his hair is effortlessly combed back.

"I don't actually know, whatever I want?" His reply makes me think of a few questions I want some answers too.

Harry's thumb strokes gently across my knuckles and butterflies find their way into my stomach.