Beautifully Ruined [Zarry] *Under Editing*

Chapter Ten

Harry's POV:

Max and I were at the local park Zayn and I first went to with Chekio. Max was running around kicking the soccer ball (football) we had brought with us. We had spent about three and a half hours just going around the park to a near by pond to feed some ducks. Also kicking the ball around as well. I must say Max's playing skills were better than mine.

"Where'd you learn to play like that bud?"

"I take lesson and I'm on the team, an' I play for the school's team also with my friends." He says while still kicking the ball.

"Impressive my boy." Max's nods his head. 

"Do you wanna go pro?" Max's scratches his head, taking in the question. "Nah"

"Well then. Ready to go home?"

"Yupp!" He bends down to pick up the soccer ball and we head back to my car. 

Max spots an ice cream store across the street from the park and lowly asks me if we could go there. I nod my head, not giving my son the full attention I should've, as I was looking for my keys to put the ball in the car. Max took my nod as a yes and walked farther and farther away from me and to closer to the ice cream shop. 

I call out Max's name looking around the park to see if he wondered off to an animal or something. My gaze stops to wear I see my six year old son standing on the road not paying attention to the car coming his was-his attention to a tenner on the ground, bending to pick it up.The diver not paying any mind to the kid in the road, as he nears Max he starts to honk his horn. My son's alramed face, and shocked scream will be something I will never forget. I run over to Max, dodging a car on my way to pulling my son to my chest and running back to the grassy side of the parking lot falling on my back with my son clutched tightly to my chest. I let out a deep breath letting a few tears that welled up in my eyes to slip free. I take a few moments before I slacken my grip on my six year old. Max's twists in my arms so he's face to face with me he bring's his hands up to my face to wipe away the straying tears. 

I sit up with Max's still close to my chest. I look around seeing a small crowed of people around us. I take in a deep breath and use one of my arms to lift myself and Max's up. I set Max on the ground; keeping his hand in mine and looking around once again telling the small formed crowed that we were alright. Some people left with my words, while others stayed and watched us for more moments. Walking back to my car, I press the button to unlock it opening the door on my side and pushing my seat up so Max could get in the back. 

After making sure Max was sucure in his car seat with his seatbelt, I pushed my seat back, but giving Max enough space for his legs to move around behind me. I strap my seatbelt and start the car. 

"Daddy, you said we could have ice cream" Max whines.

"We'll get ice cream on are way back. Were going to a secerct place." I say looking back at him in the rear view mirror.

"Have I been there before?"

"Yes"

"How long since I've been there daddy?"

I frown thinking becuase it's been about two years. We last went when he was four. "I think when you where four bud."

"Does it have water"

"A bit"

"Did we go often?"

"Somewhat yeah"

"I'll give you a hint" I start "In this place you had a favourite spot, to see a certain thing" 

"Sand or grass?"

"Grass" I say putting little effort to answer his guessing questions to a place I have memorised in my mind from going so often without Max. He give himself more time taking in what I had told him before he face lights up with excitement.