submissive [h.s & z.m]

one:

The salty smell of the beach, the pounding bass music and the warm sand was amazing. This was my type of party. The gorgeous sunset I couldn't help but get into the full swing of it. The alcohol was still in my bloodstream as I had already downed a few beers since I first arrived.  I was yet to meet the hostess  of the party, my best friend Hope. She was an absolute beast at holding parties since she was rich and had parents who didn't give a flying fuck. This beach was her own private one, which was pretty handy for times like these.

I danced like there was no tomorrow, feeling confident and sexy. I swayed my hips and throwing my hands in the air, obviously enjoying myself. I earned myself a few wolf whistles which I laughed at making me dance even more. 

Suddenly, a pair of lips met my own, making my eyes widen in surprise. As I saw the curly haired boy, I relaxed, kissing him back and wrapping my arms around him, letting him have entrance in my mouth made I laughed into his mouth which made him laugh as well before we broke off the kiss. I immediately wrapped my arms around the boy, burying my head deep into his warm chest which adorned a white simple tee. He embraced me back, clinging to me  tightly. I missed this. 

After I came to realisation that Harry was truly here, I looked up at him and grinned. I gave him a peck on the lips, happy to be in the beautiful boy's arms. "Oh Imogen, I missed you so much." He whispered, his peppermint breath fanned across my face. My eyes pricked with tears as I felt the sadness of him gone for so long. 

"I missed you more." I teased, winking at him. He chuckled, still holding me tight. I bit my lip, not wanting to postpone the question I desperately wanted to ask. "How long are you back for? Isn't this your last term in your unit?" 

He smiled at me, looking happy for some strange reason. "Babe, I'm here for as long as you want." 

I gasped at his comment. "What about your exams? You can't just ditch them!" I laughed at him and his now pouting face. He playfully said, "What, you want to get rid of me?" 

"Maybe." I pretended to think about it for a second before he let go of me, pushing me away. He clutched his hand to his chest mockingly, trying desperately not to laugh. I giggled at his behaviour and pulled him out of the mosh of people dancing and more towards the start of the salt water.

Scanning over the crowd, I tried to spot my brunette best friend but Hope was nowhere to be seen. Just as I was about to stop looking however, I spotted a guy about my age, leaning up against the tent. His attire was odd and irregular as he was in all black, leather jacket and black jean as opposed to the others in  shorts and shirts.  As my eyes locked with his, he smirked at me, sending chills down my spine. I looked away, annoyed with the pervert. 

As we made our way over to the water, Harry held me close to him, embracing me to share his warmth. I smiled at his gesture.

We  both sat down on the dry sand, still entwined with another. The sky was beautiful, as was the boy next to me. 

"Why are you here midterm Harry?" I asked, confused. Why would he give up the career he  dreamt for all his life?

Harry clasped my hands, covering them with his slightly bigger ones. He brought it up to his lips, kissing them and then he blew into them to warm them up. 

 Still holding my hands, he looked out into the ocean. "If i'm being honest with you, I missed you. It hurt because everything I saw reminded me of you. I don't want to do long distance relationships with you. I want to be with my girlfriend from the moment I wake up to the time I go to sleep. You're my future and I don't want to be without you." 

Some stray tears spilled out of my eyes and I realised that Harry admitted something that made him extremely vulnerable. 

"God, I love you."