Serenity [h.s]

Emotionally frustrated

-Down town love, don't want none of your downtown love.

He's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. -Wuthering Heights

Harry Styles

The way to the restaurant was rather silent. The sun was shinning incredibly down on the car, the heat practically beating up the Windows. The air condition was on it's highest but I noticed the entire time we were on our way how this weather didn't bother Summer. She simply sat against the seat with a faint smile on her lips, eyes fluttered closed and her hands in her lap. She was so avis. Everything about her was intimidatingly beautiful. I couldn't believe I was this lucky to have her walk into my life. Or rather me the other way around.

My jealousy bothers her though. That's one of our issues. I know I shouldn't act like a dickhead when it comes to her friends, especially her male friends. I think she doesn't really have any female friends. It was quite strange. But then again, I'd understand why. Most women these days are dramatic and gossip in their free time. It was pathetic really.

But that's why I was so attracted to her. Mare was, she wasn't like the rest of the women I've encountered before in my lifetime. She was highly tough with a strong personality. I envied her.

Maybe she could hang around Perrie. Perrie would be good for her. She was sweet and nice. Summer needs someone like her in her life.

The car stops suddenly, breaking me out of my deep thought and creepy staring at the ocean blue eyed woman. The driver opens our door and both Summer and I step out, my arm sneaking around her waist, pulling her close to me.

"I think you might like it here," I murmur into her ear as we walk in. I tell the man at the booth my name and he leads us to our table. I watch Summer's reaction as we approach the outside, our table near the water, the hot wind passing by us, her hair slightly whipping to the side. My breath hitches at the sight of her.

Wide grin and soft eyes, hands trying to keep her hair out of her face.

God I fucking love you.

"Harry... this is so beautiful," she whispers.

"A beautiful girl deserves a beautiful view to look at," I see her cheeks turn a shade of red and I lead her to her chair, seating her and pushing the chair in. I walk around and sit in front of her. I lock my eyes with hers and she just intensively stares. I cock my head to the side and give her a grin.

"You love to stare,"

She snorts and smirks. "Well, don't get cocky but you're handsome to look at, I guess my view is beautiful." My lips part and I just shake my head sheepishly.

"I should be the one charming you here,"

"I guess the tables have turned,"

"Guess so," I murmured.

Minutes later, our waiter comes and takes our order, leaving us a tropical drink, mixed with a bit of alcohol. I see the way Summer enjoys it, her eyes widening at the taste.

I chuckle quietly and she grins. "It's so good, what the hell do they put in this bloody drink?" She continues to sip on her drink and I as well. I put down my cup, and gaze into her eyes.

"It's mixed with different fruits and a hint of alcohol," she grins.

"My favorite." I couldn't help but holler a laughter and she only stares with a wide smile, her dimples prominent and her ocean blue eyes soft with love. My own heart beat escalated and I stopped laughing.

"I'm so in fucking love with you, Summer." Her lips part slightly and her cheeks flush a light pink. She only shakes her head with a smile and looks down at the table. She mumbled something I couldn't understand but I brushed it off.

Later on, our food arrived and we both ate in silence; glances shared ever so often. I would feel the tip of her foot touch my own and I'd smile sheepishly as she played footsies with me. The atmosphere was completely bearable, tension free and comfortable. The wind continued to whip her hair to the side and she completely forgot about it, carelessly nudging her head to the side as she stared at me.

I decided to tell her the news, rather than waiting. "We're going to be leaving the day after tomorrow, and meet with my mum and sister, i-if that's alright with you," she only blinks and nods slowly while biting her lip.

"Er, yeah of course, I'd love to meet them," she says softly. "I just don't know what they'll think of me," she mutters. I furrow my eyebrows and frown. I lace our hands together and lean forward.

"Baby girl they'll love you as much as I do, okay? They'd be fools not to," she only sighs, and my thumb grazed the skin of her hand.

"Harry, I'm not that great, okay. I have attitude issues, if you couldn't tell," she laughs dryly and my frown deepens.

"Summer, it's simply a part of your personality, it's not an attitude issue, you're simply mind set. You know what you want and how you want it. You never settle for more nor less," Summer continues to stare into my eyes and I feel my palms go sweaty from her intense gaze.

"Jesus, how did I get so lucky," she murmurs. I grin.

"Likewise."

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By the time we made it back to the hotel, my hand was shaking as I put the key into the hole, her hands were going up and down my back as I felt my pants strain painfully against my trousers. I finally had the door unlocked and opened, both our bodies pushing through the door, slamming it behind us. I let my hands glide slowly down her back as she faced the opposite side of me, my lips latching onto the back of her neck, sucking tenderly as my teeth grazed. A soft moan left her lips and I felt my boxers immediately tighten further. I groaned as her hands went to my neck, tugging on the nape.

"Teasing is a sin," she whimpers. I smirk against her skin.

"Patience baby."

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