Imagine going to the beach with Harry in the early hours of the morning, so no one's around. You two are just walking along the sand, hand in hand, before Harry suddenly yanks on your arm, pushing you into the ice cold water while you're fully dressed. "HARRY!" You scream after you regain your voice from the shock of the water. He's already half way down the beach, but when he turns to look at you, he collapses into a fit of giggles. "You are SO going to pay for this!" You scream at him as you chase him down the beach. He manages to stand up and start wobbling away from you, as you reach him; it's easy to push him into the waves due to his lack of balance. "Karma's a bitch," you say, giving him a wink. Unexpectedly, he grabs onto your ankle, making you fall into the water. You land right next to him but quickly jump up and run towards the sand. You can hear him splashing in the water behind you, trying to get up again. You then feel him tackle you onto the sand, and he hovers over you, "what are you going to do now Y/N, nowhere to run to now," he says chuckling slightly. You look up into his green eyes which are laughing with mischief. "What are you going to do to me?" You ask warily. His features soften as his face comes closer to yours, your lips only centimetres apart, you can feel his warm breath against your lips, driving you crazy every second that his lips aren't on yours. You quickly lift your head up slightly to finally join your lips. As you pull apart, you're both breathing slightly heavier, "I love you, Y/N," He says to you, his voice and eyes conveying just how true his words are, "I love you too, Harry," You reply before, joining your lips once more.
