The Five Idiots and Me || Wattys2016 ||

Chapter 21: Coachella III

Harry

As soon as we got in, the girls started to pull us into the Ferris Wheel.

We went along with it chuckling.

Us boys got into a little argument with the girls about we will pay for the tickets.

Still, we insisted and they eventually gave up.

It was our turn and we entered the Ferris Wheel. Y/N and I entered ours and the others went to their own.

She held my hand tightly when we started moving and I wrapped an arm around my shoulder.

She began to breathe heavily when we were about to reach the top.

I started to get worried and I asked her whats wrong.

"Whats wrong, babe?" I said staring into her eyes.

"I-I'm scared of heights." She said nervously.

I started to laugh at her clutching my stomach.

She glared at me and slapped my arm.

"Ow! That hurt." I said rubbing my arm.

"Good to know." She said rolling her eyes.

I just chuckled and pulled her closer.

"Aww, I'm sorry. Youre just really cute." I said lifting her chin.

She smiled then leaned closer.

I made the move and kissed her gently, softly, and slowly.

We were kissing for a long time and not long after, it became heated.

We pulled away breathing heavily and with swollen lips.

I didnt realise that we were getting down so I quickly pecked her lips.

When we were safe to go down.

I opened the door and helped her get down.

We were joined by the others and we made our way to the VIP station.

We entered and we took our place a little bit near the stage.

The 1975 were playing Girls and we started to dance to it.

'They're just girls breaking hearts
Eyes bright, uptight, just girls
But she can't be what you need if she's seventeen
They're just girls
They're just girls'

We sang along. I stared and admired Y/N. Her dancing was so graceful and cute and hot and temp- oh shut it Harry.

Not here, some other time.

I wrapped my arms around her waist gently and she looked over her shoulder smiling at me before pecking my lips.

Some people would say we were showing much PDA, but I dont give a fuck.

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Y/N

I looked over my shoulder and saw Harry looking at me.

My stomach filled withe butterflies for that. I know this is clichè but I could care less.

I pecked his lips and smiled into afterwards.

He buried his head in the crook of my neck after kissing my collarbone.

I sang along into their performance, they were one of my favorite bands and I wont miss this chance.

"You have a lovely voice, darling." Harry whispered.

"Really? Ha. Thanks." I blushed.

After their performance the next song was S*x. (I dont wanna put it hahahaha 😂)