Harry - ”Babe,” Harry jogged up to you, slipping his feet in the sand when he stopped, “hand me that towel, would you?” He extended an arm and you handed it up to him, feeling damp pores in his skin when you brushed his hand.
"You’ve gotta get back in the water," he grinned down, tangles of hair pressed to his forehead, "it’s so nice out there."
"Um, I think I’ll stay back," you held your book up, keeping one thumb tacked to the page you were on, "but you go back out, have fun, Haz."
"That’s it," Harry bent down, dropping the towel to scoop you up. You managed your book down onto your bag before he was carrying you over his shoulder, "you’re coming in the water, babe," he laughed as he carried you against his still-wet skin, "whether you like it or not."
Liam - you looked up when he waved over, knocking through the water with a surfboard under one arm, “babe, hey,” he called out to you.
"Looking good, Liam," you grinned over, following him with your eyes until he fell, crashing down the waves. You laughed, and watched him slip up, taking his board with him as he jogged out of the water, heading towards you, "hey," you smiled up, squinting under the sun when he reached you, "nice wave."
"Thanks," he smiled sheepishly, rubbing his eyes to flick water from his skin.
"I especially liked the part when you fell over," you reached your arms out, watching as he slipped the zip of his suit down and tugged it to settle around his hips, "you’re pretty sexy, you know that, Liam?"
Louis - "This is nice," he slanted one palm down your thigh, aching up to tug on the strap of your bikini bottoms, "we should get out here more often…"
"Yeah," you smiled over, skin so relaxed and almost supple under the sun shining in a sky too wide, bright blue when you looked up, in between shards of yellow and gold, "we should."
"I’m glad we get to do stuff like this," he kicked one foot through the sand, letting it rile through his toes and sink down again, "relax and just… be…"
You wriggled up, adjusting the top of your bikini as you reached over for your sunglasses, leaning over Louis a little, skin grazing tan skin and his palm slid down your back where it was stretched, a few fingers fumbling under the string of your bikini top, “Lou,” you warned, giggling, “we’re in public…”
Zayn - ”Babe, get back here,” he called after you, pushing himself through the water waist-deep to reach you, slinging arms out and collecting you by your waist, hugging your back to his chest, “gotcha,” he growled down to your ear, twirling you around, the water pebbling skin below it’s surface, the sun shining overhead, warm enough to make your skin tingle.
"You are so dead," you laughed, as he fell down into the water with you, diving below the surface. You burrowed up, gasping when you broke back to the air.
"Yeah, yeah," he rolled his eyes, a powerful stroke into the water when he swam away from you, swam deeper.
"Zayn," you laughed, swimming after him, "don’t your dare swim away from me…"
Niall - ”Niall, stop goofing around,” you wriggled on the sand, under his arms where he was rubbing sunscreen into your back, poking into your flesh and spreading far too much for you, “come on…”
He laughed over you, “trust me, babe, I’ve got this…” he smirked, pecking along your shoulder with the hot sun overhead.
"I can feel it all…" you wriggled again, giggling, fidgeting until he was laying half over you, skin against skin, to keep you in place, "you’ve put too much on."
"Babe," he sighed, biting down on a bit of your skin he hadn’t made it to yet, "I’m a pro, okay?"
"Sure, sure," you crossed your arms and pressed your cheek down on them, "whatever you say."
