The Beach (For Sara Catherine)
You were having to go to the beach for your sibling's senior trip. It wasn't particularly something that you were looking forward to, especially since she was bringing her boyfriend. But, lucky for you, you were dating Harry Styles of One Direction. He had some time off before he started touring again and he was going to come with you. You two had hoped to have some time alone, because it would be some time before y'all would be seeing each other again. Your parents trusted him a good deal, enough for you to share a beachfront condo with him, which made you even more ecstatic at the thought of being alone with him. True, you hadn't been dating a very long time, but the both of you felt in your hearts that it was right, and you knew that it was true love. It was finally here. The morning of the trip. Your parents and sister were going down in one vehicle and you and Harry were going to be coming down in his Range Rover. Your parents had said their goodbyes as you were waiting on Harry to get there. Anxious to see him and be back in his arms, you were watching for him from your front window. When he pulled up, you bolted down the front steps and waited for him to open the door of the car. When he did, he grabs you and pulls you in for a slow, long, and passionate kiss. One of his hands finds its way into your hair while the other snakes around your waist and pulls you in close. You tangle your fingers up in his hair and the both of you deepen the kiss. Stopping only to catch your breath, he pulls you back in for another one, with both of his hands clasping at your back and rubbing up and down, as he knew that you liked it so much. This time, he broke the kiss by smiling. "Hello to you too, love.", he said to you. You giggle and say, "Hi, babe." He pulls you in for one more quick peck on the lips as he takes you by the hand and leads you inside to get your things for the week that lay ahead of you. You walk up the steps as he swats at your bum, making you giggle and turn around and see him smirk at you with that cheeky smile of his. He shut the front door after you walked in. "I just need to go to my room and grab my purse and phone. Be right back.", you said. He nodded and smiled at you, making you go weak in the knees. When you came back to where he was standing, he began to sightly chuckle. "Hey what's so funny, Styles?", you asked. He just threw his head back in laughter and replied, "Nothing, love. It's just that you have 2 HUGE bags packed for the week, and...well.....I really don't plan on seeing you in a whole lot of clothing while we are there." You blush at this comment and begin to giggle, "True. But... A lady never knows what she might need." Harry begins to advance towards you, placing both hands on your hips as he leans down to whisper in your ear, "I know what you need.", as he starts to kiss your neck in all the places he knows you like, the ones that makes you melt, and give him full control. You gladly give him all the control he wants, leaning your head over to give him more access. He smiles as he is still kissing your neck, knowing that he has you right where he wants you. He moves back up to your lips and then to the other side of your neck, delivering the same sweet kisses as he did before. You reach up and begin to run your fingers through his hair, causing him to moan into your neck. He plants one more kiss on your neck before looking you in the eye and saying, "Let's save some for later, shall we?" You grin and kiss him on the lips and he helps you turn off the lights and lock the doors. He puts your stuff in the back of the car and opens your door for you, leaning over you to buckle you in, kissing you as he leans up. You never minded the fact that Harry kissed you so much. You loved it and would kiss him all the time if you could. He runs back around to his side of the car and hops in and pulls out of the drive way. The trip was a couple hours long, but neither you nor Harry could stand to not be able to touch each other for even a short amount of time. You were either holding hands, resting your hand on his leg, or his was on yours. He filled you in on the upcoming tour, and how he hoped to have you fly out and be with him some. You let him know that your schedule was not going to be busy, and for him to just let you know when would be a good time.
"Maybe one day, I can have you with me on tour full time.", he said as he grabbed your hand and pulled it up to his lips and planted a kiss on the back of it. You smile, and reply with, "I would love that, babe. I really would. I miss you like crazy when you're gone. It feels like a piece of me is missing when you're not here." His grip becomes slightly tighter on your hand, as he hears your voice began to crack. "I know, love. It's hard for me too. But know I am only a phone call, Skype, or text away if you need me. And I can be on a plane and on your front door in a matter of hours, if you ever need me. I love you and would do anything for you. As a matter of fact, I was thinking of asking you to move in with me. I don't want to push you into anything and if you don't want to, it's quite alright. I just know I would feel better knowing that you would be there for me when I come back home, and that you would be sleeping in my bed. It would make me feel more secure, knowing that you were secure in my, well... Our flat." Even though he was driving, you reached over and put your arms around his neck as best as you could. You let a few tears slip out of our eyes as you replied, "Yes. Nothing would make me happier than to be with you." He turned to you and quickly pecked your lips before returning his eyes back to the road. Being on the road made you a little tired, and before your knew it, your had closed your eyes for little nap. The next thing you know, the car is coming to a stop, and you feel long and slender fingers brushing against your cheek, and a deep raspy voice talking in your ear, "Babe. Wake up. We are here." Your eyes flutter open as you sit up and look around. Harry hopped out of the car and walked around to open the door for you. He wrapped his arm around your waist and lead you up to the front door of your condo. You quickly sobered up from sleep when Harry opened the door and led you in. It was so beautiful and more than what you imagined. To the left of foyer, was a sitting room with a nice big couch, a few chairs, and a big screen tv. Straight ahead down the hall, was the kitchen and to the right, was a big sliding door. "Alright ladies and gentlemen, lets see what's behind door number one!", Harry said in his best announcer voice. You giggled as you walked u p to the door. Sliding it open, your mouth hit the floor. You were absolutely stunned as. You looked around at the luxury of the room. There was a nice king size bed, just perfect for you and Harry. There was a walk in closet on one side of the bed, and on the other side of the quite spacious room, were French doors that led out to a little patio area and a private walkway to the beach. "I can't believe this. This is is just absolutely beautiful!", you managed to gasp. You walked over to the
doors to look at the beach and 2 familiar arms wrap around you from behind. "But it's not half as beautiful as you", Harry said with a chuckle.
