The Boy In The Beanie (Fetus Harry Styles)

Living In The Moment

I take off my shirt and and shoes which leaves me in my tank top and shorts, Harry turns on some music that I've never heard before he says it's a band called, The Killers. I usually don't listen to anything that isn't on the radio and when I do I don't bother to check who it's written or performed by. We're both standing on the edge of the lake, Harry begins counting down.

"Three"
"Two"
"ONE!" I yell, pushing him in before jumping in myself.
"Hey!" he says laughing. "Daring, aren't we?"
"Told you I like to live in the moment."
"So you wouldn't mind if I did this?" he asks while splashing water on me.
Before we know it we're splashing each other like 10 year olds.

"Harry, I'm cold, we should get out."
"Ok."
Harry swims underwater and then I feel him underneath me, before I can object I'm on his shoulders and he's walking us back to land. I sit on his shoulders and play with the curls on the top of his head which are dripping with water, feeling the cool breeze against my wet skin.

He sets me down on the grass which instantly sticks to my legs, then I grab his hand and help him out. I reach for my shirt but I can't find it, then I see it... in the lake. It must have fell when I pushed Harry in.

I pick up the shirt and put it down beside me.
"Here." Harry says handing me his shirt. "Put it on."
I put on the shirt and ask "What about you? Aren't you cold?"

He puts his arm me and tucks my head between his shoulder and his neck and leans his head on mine. "Not really."

I've never felt like this about someone before, I've never felt so close, so loved and safe.

"What are you doing?!"

It's Aria. She's found us.