Monster ≫ h.s

3.0

🎵 to u by shrilled & Diplo/ AlunaGeorge
🎵circling by Nils Frahm

"soft lips, harsh skin"
m a i s y

Rays of the sunset peeked through the buildings, creating faint shadows across Harry's face. Our hands linked together as we walked through the streets. His arm was wound tightly around my waist, and I was at ease. I looked down and saw the strings of my right shoe flying around and I frowned, "My laces are untied."

He peered down at my black ankle boots before bending down with ease. He took the laces carefully in each hand and began lacing them slowly, he looked up at me through his lashes, "You have dainty feet." He smiled, his lips tugging a bit more to the left.

He was being cute, way too cute, I was suspicous..."Er-thanks. I like your shoes." I responded pointing down to his brown rustic boots, I'd have tied his laces if they were untied...the only problem was they didn't have any laces.

He peered up my black skater skirt-yup that's the Harry I know. He got up and we resumed our walk, " you also have cute panties." he winked.

I turned a deep shade of Scarlett... He seemed to notice and stopped his teasing "are you hungry?"

"No, I'm fine." I responded.

"You sure?"He questioned.

I nodded, looking back at the sky that was streaked in a mix of pale oranges and soft pinks. A minute later were standing in front of what looked like a restaurant. I turned towards Harry, "I'm really not hungry." I insisted again.

"Chill, it's a bar lets have a drink, yeah?" He soothed.

"I don't th-"

He squeezed me lightly, "it'll be good for you, you're too uptight."

"I am not uptight." I defended.

It took me a second to realize that I was in fact proving his exact point, I relaxed my shoulders looking at him, "I-I suppose a drink would be nice." I mumbled opening the door.

Instantly warm air hit my face, we walked in seating ourselves at the bar. Harry ordered our drinks, and they were brought to us respectively in two minutes.

Harry brought his, quickly to his lips, I on the other hand was taking my time. Slowly I took a sip, it was a lot stronger than I had expected and I found it difficult to swallow. I coughed a bit after, Harry looked down at me, "you okay?"

Nodding I answered his question, "...I'm great, it was just drier than I was expecting." That was a lie, I was not great, my lungs felt like they were on fire.

I took a smaller drink, and the slowly the pain fell away. I don't know how many rounds Harry ordered, but I was more than sastisfied after my first two.

I actually found myself getting dizzy watching Harry get them down so smoothly, and he didn't falter one bit, I did notice however, that he seemed a lot more relaxed.

"that's enough harry." I smiled,  stealing the glass bringing it to my lips I finished it before he could drink anymore.

"Hey." He whined.

I pushed him gently," Shh-you didn't need anymore."