Chapter 30

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He made me breakfast and we sat at the table discussing what we were going to do with the day. I hadn't been at school for at least two weeks, but to be honest I couldn't care less.

"Don't you have work?" I asked.

Harry hardly ever seemed to work at all, but somehow he still had money in his pockets.

"That's the best thing about working for a friend," he said through a mouthful of cornflakes," they don't hold a grudge if you don't turn up."

I frowned but after meeting Zayn and the rest of the boys, they did seem like pretty down to earth guys.

"I hope your boss doesn't mind their employees having sex on their desk either,' I said sarcastically, making Harry blush.

He laughed but I knew I had embarrassed him.

"So what do you want to do today?"

I racked my brain for ideas, but I knew what I wanted to do. I glanced out of the window, it was grey and cloudy but at least it was dry.

"Take me back to our beach," I said smiling.

"Our beach?"

He grinned, he knew exactly what I meant.

I nodded hopefully, finishing my breakfast and dropping the spoon in the bowl, satisfied. He smiled and cleared the table, " as you wish."

I cheered and went off to get ready, pulling on blue skinny jeans and a white lacy top I had stuffed in an overnight bag. He walked in as I tugged my leather jacket over my shoulders. I had made sure to put on my most attractive underwear, hoping we would be skinny dipping again. His eyes widened at my electric-blue bra, biting his lip.

"Your killing me Kristen," he groaned, his hands sliding up my top and squeezing my gently.

I laughed and pulled his hands down to my waist.

"Come on, we should go before it rains," I said as he kissed my neck.

He nodded and we ran out the door, throwing ourselves down the stairs two at a time.

It took a while to get there, but I knew it would be worth it. We turned the music up full blast, singing along to every song. He drummed his fingers on the steering wheel, hitting every note of "I'm Yours." I smiled at him, catching his eye.

"What? Why are you looking at like that?" he asked, laughing at my smirk.

"Nothing," I said, staring out if the window.

He stuck his tongue out at me and I wanted to kiss him so bad just to catch it in time. His hand curved round my thigh, he didn't remove it until we pulled up in the familiar field. I jumped out and ran down the sand dunes, pulling my top over my head. Splashing into the freezing cold water sent adrenalin through my body, my limbs numb as I waded in further. I turned to see Harry on the shore, pulling at his jeans and t-shirt before running after me, his hair blowing back from his face. I wanted him so badly.

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