In Your Eyes

Off to the Bahamas

"Harry, hurry up! I don't want to miss our flight to the Bahamas!" I yelled at my boyfriend, Harry, from the bottom of the stairs.

*10 minutes later*

Harry finally comes pummeling down the stairs, "God, do you always have to be so demanding?"

"Demanding? Me not wanting to miss our flight is demanding?" I say, anger seeping through my voice.

Harry smirks, "Maybe not that so much, but by the time we get there, you'll be asking for something."

I seriously hate it when he fucking smirks.

I don't say anything back, just storm out to the car and put my luggage in the trunk.

"Fucking cocky bastard" I mumble to myself.

When we get to the airport, we sit and wait for our flight to get called. After about 20 minutes of waiting, Harry grabs my hand in his, and turns my face to look at him. I kind of glare because I am still angry from our argument.

My face softens when he kisses my hands, "Selah, I'm sorry. I'm just tired. I don't want us to go on this trip, and be angry at each other. We are going to spend time with each other. I love you, baby."

I look into Harry's pleading blue eyes, and smile. "I love you, too, Harry. I can't wait to spend these two weeks with you." Harry smiles and kisses me. This is usually how our fights end, with Harry apologizing and me forgiving him. I mean, if you love someone, nothing can make you mad at them forever...right?

Our flight gets called, and we board the plane to go to what we thought would be a dream vacation. Little did we know that it would be far from that.

A/N- my first story, so please be kind. I'm not going to continue if I don't think anyone will read it, so please, 2 comments? And this story will be very mature, so if you don't like, don't read.

Comment anything you'd like me to change. I also do one shots!

-Brittany 💋