RUN. (Dark Harry Styles)

Chapter 35.

**ANA's POV**


"Just get in Ana! It's not that cold." Niall said, swimming around. "Yes it is!" I whined, tapping my foot in the water.

"Please babe." Harry begged. "It's cold Harry." I whimpered. "I'll keep you warm." He smirked.

I huffed then started moving slowly down the stairs. "Seriously Ana." Harry muttered. "It is cold." I spat. He moved closer to me. "Harry. Stay away." I reminded. "I'm just going to help you in." He smirked. "Harry no." I said again.

He moved quicker then wrapped his arms around my legs and waist the pulled me in and tossed me to the deep end.

I felt the water splash around my face, whipping my hair around my face. I felt another pair of arms pull me back up to the air.

I opened my eyes to see a chuckling Harry. "Harry! Your such a jerk." I yelped. "I'm your jerk." He added. I giggled then wiped my eyes. Harry removed my hands and pecked my lips. He reconnected them again minutes later, our lips fitting perfectly.

"I just want to go back to our room." He whined. "So we can have sex? Is that all you think about Styles?" I asked.

"Well... I think about a lot of things about you to be honest." He smirked. "Wow Harry. Keep your sick thoughts to your sick self." I smirked.

"Well, if I didn't think,I wouldn't always be good in bed. I think so I can do stuff to you in bed. That nobody could ever do." He said. "Harry." I snapped then punched his shoulder.

He chuckled then pecked my lips again. "Don't act like you don't like when I talk dirty to you." He mumbled. "Lets not talk about it here Harry." I muttered.

"Whatever you want babe. Tonight though...for sure." He smirked. I rolled my eyes then played with his curls. He lowered his head into my touch. I caressed his curls in my hand. It felt like it was just me and him. That nobody else was even around.

"Are you two gonna swim or just make out?" Niall asked, pulling mine and Harry's gaze from each other. "Hop off." Harry spat.

"Yeah, sorry." I said, squirming out of Harry's arms and towards Niall. "Anaaaaaaa." Harry whined. "Harry, I can't be on you every second." I said. "I wouldn't mind it." He shot back.

I rolled my eyes and turned my attention to Niall. "What could we do, that's pool related?" I asked. Niall threw on his thinking face. "MARCO POLO!" He screeched. I nodded then giggled.

"I want to be Marco!" I said. He nodded. "Close your eyes!" He said. "Harry do you want to play?" I asked. "No. Im going to go up to the room. Ill be back soon." He plainly said. I nodded then closed me eyes. I heard Harry leave the pool area. "Ready?" I asked.

"Yup." He replied. "Okay, Marco?" I said.

"Polo." He replied. "Marcooooo."

"Polo."

"Marco."

"Polo." He answered. "Gotcha!" I said, reaching out in front of me. "Yes you did." A thick Irish accent said. I was about to open my eyes when I felt a pair of lips on mine.

My eyes shot open and I saw Niall. He pushed back a few seconds later. "Before you hit me, I just had to do that. I just had to one more time. I promised myself if I got one more kiss from you I'd try and get over you." He said.

I thought about what he said. "Now you have to get over me. And don't ever do that again." I said. He smiled and shook his head. "I won't, I won't." He said. "Please don't tell Harry." He begged. "I won't. That wouldn't turn out well." I replied. "Ye-" He was cut off by a voice behind us. "Hey, are you close enough to her yet?" Harry spat, staring at Niall.

"Harry chill out. We were playing Marco/ Polo and I tagged him." I said. "Well step off. And Ana. Can we go back up to the room? I have something up there for you." Harry said. "Yeah. Sorry Ni. Talk to you later. I had a blast. Bye." I said, getting out. "Bye Ana." He said.

I grabbed a towel then followed Harry back up to the room.

"What do you need to show me?" I asked, from outside our hotel room. He ignored me and opened the door. I walked inside and saw somebody I wasn't in the mood to see.

Zayn.