Damaged Goods. (A Harry Styles Fanic)

Chapter Thirty-Five

The sun was dipping down below the horizon later that evening, dark blue shadows casting across the sky. Lola dragged Harry down to the beach, her fingers wound between his. He followed along lazily and reluctantly as she marched down the crunchy sand. She spotted Lucas and a few people hanging around on deck chairs with a small bonfire burning in the middle.

“I like that blouse” Harry said, stroking her back as she came to a stop. Lola smiled at him, her face glowing as she appreciated his compliment. “Any particular reason I never saw you wear it before?”

Lucas quickly spotted Lola too and waved her over, a pleased smile on his face. Lola bound over, Harry dragging his white converse against the sand and covering them in golden grains as he followed.

“Lola! So glad you could make it” Lucas gleamed at her, glancing quickly down at her skin tight navy jeans, sheer white blouse and her slightly worn nude pumps which she’d worn everyday since they’d left home. She didn’t pack that many clothes, but she hadn’t underpacked incase things went well. She was a girl after all.

He briefly acknowledged Harry with the mention of his name. “Take a seat, there’s two spare. Harry there’s one there next to my friend Alice”

Harry creased his brow over Lucas immediatley pointing Harry to sit beside a random girl, instead of Lola. Lola smiled and shrugged at Harry carelessly, strolling to sit in in the little khaki tent chair beside Lucas. He threw a log on the bonfire, a small disposal barbequeue burning in front of his feet with several pieces of meat cooking on it.

“I’m Alice, You have great hair oh my god” the girl beside Harry beamed. She gave him a friendly smile, dressed in a floaty summer dress and a flip flops.

“Nice to meet you i’m Harry, and uh thanks” he smiled at her, coughing into his fist.

“So how do you know Lucas?”

“Oh I don’t, really. We met like, today and he just asked us to come down here tonight”

“He’s pretty easy to get on with like that”

“Er yeah”

“He’s one of my longest friends. So you from around here then?”

“No no, wer’e just…visiting, sort of” he laughed “Looks like a nice place to live though”

“How old are you Harry?” she twirled her hair in her finger, giving him a bold and bright stare.

“Seventeen, you?”

“Oh wow, me too. You look older. I’m always told I look young, like fourteen”

“Ah no i’d put you at seventeen” he laughed, his eyes shifting momentarily over to Lola and Lucas sitting talking on the opposite side of the bonfire. He didn’t want to seem rude, but he wasn’t really interested in talking to this girl. He was just being nice engaging in conversation with her. She seemed nice, but her voice and restless energy was a little irritating.

“It’s probably because i’m pale and ugly” she whined, clearly seeking attention and compliments as she leaned closer to Harry, dramatically sighing. Harry struggled not to smirk as he sensed what she was doing, biting the insides of his cheeks.

“No no, don’t be silly. You’re very..attractive” he improvised, almost regretting it straight away as he saw the grin spread across her face. She bounced in her chair, stroking his arm and grinning

“Oh thanks Harry you’re so lovely”

He could of cringed but just gave her a warm smile instead, his focus glancing back to Lola and Lucas. He saw Lucas sitting very closely to Lola, staring into her eyes as she giggled and tucked her blonde locks behind her ear. A nervous habit when she was embarassed. He had one hand on her back and was talking closely to her.