So it's been a week. A week since Harry told me he loved me, & in return I did the same. I can happily say with a smile on my face that, that was the best thing I have ever done in my life. I feel happy. I never knew what love really felt like till I met Harry. And now I realize how alone I really was.
But that's in the past. I'm not alone anymore. I have Harry & my best friend, who if I might add has Niall. They are the cutest thing ever, I don't think I've ever seen Sam in such a state of shock & happyness. But I can relate with her.
Being in love is horrifying, because the thought of losing the person you adore so dearly is a almost paralyzing fear that sits at the back of your mind. You don't always think about it, but when you do it's usually when you are alone & just thinking of everything you cherish at that time.
Harry.
"Are you ready love?"
I smile down at Harry, a warmth filling my heart as he stared up at me in a way I've never been looked at before. He looked at me the way a girl looks at a new pair of shoes she's about to buy. I know, a silly way of explaining his look but it's true.
Hopping off the ledge, Harry catches me in his grasp. I giggle digging my fingers into his messy curls & pull his face closer to mine, then I do the second best thing to making love with him. I kiss him.
The kiss was almost breath taking, a electric shock of adrenaline courses through my body as he pulls me closer as if that was anymore possible.
"Woah." Harry says while looking at me with a smile. "What was that for?"
I shrug & step away.
"Come back here." I'm pulled back into his arms & our lips are pressed together.
I laugh into the kiss, this one being a more playful one. My hands are pressed to his chest & I try to escape but it was no use.
"nu uh uh, not so quick." he holds me to his chest nudging my nose with his.
I shy away & a growl rubbles in his throat, causing more of me to enjoy this little game. He begged for my lips but I move them to his neck, pecking at his skin tenderly. Goosebumps rise at my touch & I smile.
"Aron." His voice was husky & deep.
My hand ran up his chest & I felt the uneven rise & fall of his chest, a smile finding it's way back to my lips as I nibbled on his neck. I run my hand down his stomach & play with the hem of his pants.
"Aron." He repeats, hunger in his voice.
"Yes?" I ask sweetly, knowing it would get to him.
I was taken completely off guard when I'm picked up & thrown over his shoulder. "Harry!" I laugh.
I'm carried down the hill & to the dock without a word giving from Harry. Soon I gave up & propped my chin in my hand & went along for the ride.
"The boat?" I ask when i'm finally sat down in a seat.
"Yeah." He grins down to me & starts the engine.
I didn't dare ask why even though my curiosity was eating me alive.
We pull from the dock & I just sit back & go for the ride. The warm air whipped through my hair as the clean smell of the water eased my mind. I smile & look up to Harry who was already looking down at me, no matter how many times he looks at me, I still blush. I love it, I never want his look to get old.
We come to a stop deep on a isolated cove & I watch Harry as he tosses the anchor out into the water. "Well sailor Harry." I tease & wrap my hands behind his neck. "Why did you kidnap me?"
