The Oak Tree

The Lake

Sep.16, 2016

"Harry! Put me down, please. We both will fall!" She said giggling, her eyes tightly shut in the fear of falling.

"Come on flower! I'm strong enough to pick you up"

The smile never leaving his face even though his cheeks were hurting.

"I swear if I fall in the lake I'm taking you with me."

"Don't worry I'll never let you fall."

But that's how things work in the movies and books only.

As she tried to free herself from Harry's death grip the movement dis-balancing the already struggling boy and in a swift motion both of them dropped in the cold water with a huge splash.

"Harry fucking styles! I'm going to kill you!"

He tried to smile innocently at her while fixing his over grown brown curls.

"It's not my fault you can never stay still"

"Shut up, I'm freezing! It's midnight, we are in a pool of damn icy water and this is all your fault," she says while climbing out of the water, trying hard to look mad but failing terribly.

"Geez flower, at least help me find my beanie, it fell off my head."

"Your head is going to fall off too if you stay in that water for long. Besides I bet you have a dozen more of them back home."

"But this one was my favourite!" He whined like a little child, adding a pout for the effect.

"Its not working on me Styles, come out now," she sighs, sticking her hand out to for him to take.

But as soon as he took her hand, was close to climbing out, she pushed him
back with a evil grin on her face.

A splash followed by laughter filled the night silence.

"That's for ruining my amazing dress and for making my hair wet!" the girl screamed as she ran back towards the oak tree.

Harry soon followed out, muttering curse words and trying to dry his hair like a wild cat.

Under the oak tree was a small picnic set for the two of them and a warm fuzzy blanket both brought by Harry as he knew the nights were getting chilly and Heather probably didn't eat anything the whole day.

He could see that she was trying to hide the tiredness on her face by dressing up nicely but it was no use. The dark bags under her eyes were showing up and a small frown always makes a way onto her face when she was not talking.

Her chubby cheeks were also getting hollow.

Still she looked like the most beautiful girl to him.

They sat down peacefully, wrapping themselves in the warmth of the blanket.

Harry slowly passed the home-made sandwiches.

"With no lettuce and loads of mayo, just the way you like it, your majesty!"

"Umm no thanks, I'm full."

"It's not an option darlin'. Come on eat up!"

"Seriously I'm not hungry." She kept on staring at the sky, never making contact with him.

"Heather," he sighed, "please just eat, I don't want to look like a pig eating alone like this"

A tiny smile settled to her lips as she took the sandwich from his hand and slowly unwrapped the foil.

"How can a pig not look like one? That's impossible" she said between bites, still not looking at him

"You are such a meany loser, I'm not afraid to throw you back in the lake you know!"

"You wont!" She fake gasped.

"Oh I would, Miss.Knight," he said with mischievousness twinkling in his eyes as he licked the falling ketchup.

Soon enough the sandwiches were gone and the clothes were nearly dried.

Heather and Harry stayed wrapped in the blanket under the oak tree

With her head on the top of Harry's shoulder, Heather felt asleep dreaming of a world where everything and everyone is as winsome and beautiful as Harry Styles.