Summer Love

Chapter 17

{a/n: hey guys! okay so my mom was getting annoyed by me because i use our ipad (we share it) 24/7 because i read fanfics and i write in it. soo um she doesnt want me to write in the ipad anymore D: i can still read from it, but i cant write. (and if you're wondering, yes i have an iPhone i just prefer the ipad because its bigger) so from now on ill be writing from the wattpad website and yeah im on my laptop. it feels weird to write here tbh but ill adjust quickly. i hope i can still update everyday! if i cant go on my laptop for some reason, then ill try to write in my phone. FOR YOU GUYS :D okay this is getting long so lets get started on chapter 17 WOOT WOOT}

{a/n: ONE MORE THING... my chapters will look a little differently (format wise) from now on and yeaahh haha enjoy!}

MADDY'S POV (10 days later; sunday)

It's 8:00 am and I have exactly four hours until Harry picks me up to go to the beach. When he asked me if I wanted to go to the beach today, I was surprised. The beach will be packed by people, including Directioners, since it's a Sunday and it's the middle of June. I don't want Harry to be surrounded by fans and paparazzi all day because I know he hates that. Well, okay, actually I don't want him to be surrounded by fans and paparazzi because I want to keep him all to myself today. Since when was I so selfish?

I take a quick shower just to kill time. I blowdry my hair in front of my dresser when I get a text.

From Harreh<3:

Good morning, love. Can't wait to see you, Xx.

A huge smile appears on my face. Harry and I have been dating for a little over a week now. I always love the good morning texts he sends me because it starts my day off with a smile some how. Once my hair is completely dry, I grab my make-up products. I grab my waterproof foundation and concealer and I dab a small amount of each onto my face. After setting it off with face powder, I spread waterproof eye primer onto my eyelids before applying waterproof eyeshadow. I grab my waterproof Maybelline mascara and I start brushing from the roots of my eyelashes, making it look like I'm wearing eyeliner even though I'm not. Finally, I plug in my straightener, waiting for it to heat up. Once it's ready, I straighten my hair. Fortunately, my scars are healing and they aren't as noticeable. Feeling confident, I put on a bikini I got from Macy's. Then I put on a light pink sundress with white flowers on it. I dig out my beach bag and I stuff all my essentials in it. I look at the time and it's almost a quarter of nine.

I'm all set, but I still have a few hours before Harry gets here. I have nothing else to do... Maybe I can quickly check my Instagram, Twitter, and Tumblr? No, I shouldn't. Harry told me not to. He has uploaded a couple photos of us hugging and kissing and doing crazy things on Instagram, with my permission, and told me not to read the comments. He even foribidded me to go on, but I told him my followers meant a lot to me so we made a compromise; I would only go on Instagram when he's around. I know he's only doing this to protect me, but sometimes it feels like I have no freedom. I know I shouldn't be complaining; I should be thankful. I wonder what people are saying about us. Or about me. I'm pretty sure we're on a cover of a magazine, but Harry wouldn't let me go to the magazine section in the store. I'm actually getting tired from all his orders. It's sweet of him that he's protecting me, but he's acting so bossy

Being the rebel I am, I grab my iPhone and I click on the Instagram app. I know I'll regret this, but I can't help myself. I need to know what people are saying about me. I ignore the photos in my newsfeed and I directly go to Harry's profile. I don't even read the comments I received like I usually do. I click on his most recent photo, which is us making silly faces, and I start reading the comments.

{a/n: the following comments you are about to see is obviously not real (OMG I SOUNDED SO SCARY AND PROFESSIONAL LOL). and keep in mind that i made up these usernames. if they are taken by someone, thats just a coincidence or however you spell it haha}