He began to drive fast past the motel and beyond.
Finally he pulled to the side of the road near an overgrown trail. He grabbed my hand and we began to walk down the trail.
"Where are we going?" I asked trying not to trip.
"You'll see." He said helping me over a fallen tree.
"It's getting kind of dark." I said looking up at the trees.
"That's a good thing." He said looking back at me.
"Why is that?"
"The stars will come out." He said smiling.
After a while if walking we stopped in an open field.
He looked back at me and smiled, I ran forward and spun around in the beautiful flowers and grass.
I stopped to admire a flower, I felt arms wrap around my waist, I smiled.
His hand raised up to hand me a beautiful pink flower.
I gasped and turned around in his arms, he placed the flower in my hair.
He smiled then sat down and patted the spot next to him. I sat next to him and looked up, the stars were scattered across the sky like lanterns.
"It's beautiful." I whispered, not wanting to ruin anything.
I turned to see Harry staring at me, he smiled.
"What?" I asked giggling.
"You're perfect." He said looking into my eyes.
I smiled and looked away, he grabbed my hand, I squeezed back.
"Do you do this to a lot of girls?" I asked, after awhile of gazing at the stars, he looked at me confused.
"No, never." He said, "I actually never wanted a girlfriend. They seemed like too much work." He said chuckling.
"But I didn't know they could be so wonderful." He said leaning closer.
He moved a hand to my cheek, I shied away remembering the last time we kissed. He sighed and dropped his hand.
I bit my lip and rested a hand at the back of his neck, he looked up, his eyes flickered from my eyes to my lips.
I leaned in and closed my eyes.
I felt his lips connect with mine, we ignored everything around us and focused on the kiss, the passion, the desperation.
The love.
I tangled my fingers in his perfect curls while he lightly trailed his hand down my back.
I lied back as he carefully hovered over me, never breaking the kiss.
Everything felt perfect.
He pulled back, "We should get going." He whispered, I nodded.
He lightly kissed my lips then stood up, he helped me up also.
He held me close as we walked back to the truck, it was getting very dark now.
We hopped in the truck and began to drive back. We cranked up the radio and sang like idiots, we were laughing the whole time.
We pulled into the parking lot of the familiar motel and walked inside laughing.
