Chapter 19

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GRACE'S POV

"We will explain more of the rules once we are down by the water along with assigning groups but other than that the stalls are around the corner, ready for you to use after you get all your gear." The thin, energetic woman explains standing in front of the group.
There were collective nods and words of approval before people started to shift themselves to the line for gear.
Harry carefully rested his hand on my hip, his arm securing my back. We made our way through the line collecting everything from wet suits, boots, jackets, life jackets, helmets and paddles.
Harry and I finally get our turn in one of the wooden outdoor stalls. I shut and latch the door; Harry setting our attire on the bench.
I strip down to my underwear and bra, Harry giving me a devious look.
"Knock it off." I hush, blushing when he bit that plump lip of his.
"What?" He smirks, walking my way, in only his cotton briefs.
"Harry." I warn. His warm hands rest on my waist as my hands make their way up to his lovely locks.
Leaning down, Harry leaves a innocent smooch on my lips.
Harry turns around grabbing our wet suits, handing me mine.
I slip my leg in the first part, then the other leg.
"Awe man, you can see my junk so good in this" I hear a cry of excitement come from the stall next to ours.
I look over to Harry and he looks at me before we both burst into unbreakable laughter.
"Oh my gosh." I boast, nearly falling to the floor.
We finish up putting on our gear; before heading back out to get on the bus that would take us to the water.

Harry and I sat side by side in the back of the bus.
"I'm sorry but I think I know you guys from somewhere." A man implies, sitting in the seat across the aisle from us.
"Well, I'm in a band." Harry modestly states.
"Humm, what band?" The lady asks sitting next to him; what I assume to be the mans husband.
"One Direction." Harry answers. As I laugh in uncomfortableness.
Harry looks over to me and grabs my hand.
"No shit." The man gawks.
"Yeah, shit." I giggle.
"You're a big deal like everywhere!" The man disregards my smart ass remark.
"You two are like a big deal right now." His wife says.
"I don't know about that." Harry starts, "How long have you two been together?" Then changing the subject.
"We have been married two years, but we've known each other since we were kids." The man grabs his wife's hand.
"Practically newly weds." I wink.
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After about five minutes the bus stops and we follow the line down to a clearing in the thick forestry, where the lady who had given us the basics stood. We all gathered as she began to speak; listing off the names of the groups.
She lists everyone, assigning them to an instructor. It seemed we were the last ones when she finally calls our names out.
"Howard, party of two. You guys will be on your own raft with Kelsey, she points to the tall Honey blonde girl standing next to her.
"Alright, follow me down to the water. Let's get this show on the road!" Kelsey exclaims.
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"I can't believe how many times you fell out! I didn't even know that was possible." I laugh thinking of all the times had collapsed into the fast moving rapids.
"Hey watch it, Miss 'I dropped my paddle into the water six times.'" He laughs at me, too.
"I had a blast, I'm glad you came." I smile, hanging my wet suit in the designated area.
"I had a wonderful time." He rests his arms on my shoulders.
"Let's get something to eat, I'm literally starving." I say putting my arm around Harrys waist, linking us perfectly.
"I think that's slightly over dramatic." He chucked, placing his sunglasses over his blue-green eyes.
"Not at all!" I defend, jokingly.

We thank our guide and then hop in the car.
"Where do you wanna go?" Harry asks.
"I don't know where do you want to go?" I say in a fake nasally 'valley girl' accent, crinkling my nose.
"Seriously babe." He can't help but laugh.
"How about..." I pause, "Cafe Yum."
"Sounds delicious." He smiles as he puts the car in reverse.
"Okay so, last time I got the Edemame bowl." I begin. I ramble, "It was really good, I just wish that they didn't put all that dried seaweed on the top, so if you don't like dried seaweed that's just a PSA."
"Thank you for that information." He laughs. Our surroundings gradually transform from the green, wilderness to the bustling city.
"Damn it! Learn how to drive!" Harry yells at a guy in a brown SUV that cut him off.
I laugh at him. "Chill." I pat his arm, feeling the exposed skin from his form fitting t-shirt. His arms were warm and soft.
"Can you pull up google maps and get me to where we need to go?" He says handing me is phone. I press the home button noticing three text messages from Sara.
I set his phone back in his lap.
"What's wrong?" He asks as I grab my phone out of one of the cup holders.
"I'll just use my phone." I type in the address, pulling up GPS. "By the way, your friend texted you." I say with as little emotion as I could muster.
Harry looks at me confused.
"Sara." I answer.
"Come on, Grace." He says, exhausted.
"Take a left." I say looking at my phone. In my head I knew he wasn't fooling around but I couldn't help but be jealous.
"Grace, we are friends." He says, abiding by my directions.
"I believe you, I just can't help but let my mind wonder." I furrow my eyebrows.
"I think you're hungry." He pulls into a parking spot.
"What?" I couldn't  help but laugh as I crinkled my nose.
"Come on!" He exclaims as he opens his car door and unbuckles himself.
"What the frick." I say under my breath.
I hop out of the car, catching up with Harry.
He keeps the door open for me as I struggle to keep up with his unusually long legs. As I walk in the door I feel his hand take a grab on the fabric covering my lower back.
"You know better than to think I'd ever cheat on the most beautiful woman in the world." He leans down, whispering in my ear. Chills ran down my body, and my cheeks flushed crimson. His hand releases its grip from my shirt and I continue walking.

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