disconnected / l.r.h

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CARA'S POV

I can't help a laugh escape my lips as Harry pulls me down the beach toward the water. Every so often, I notice him glance back and smile a bit. He was too cute, I swear, and I can't help but smile every time we're around each other. I was falling for him, falling for him hard, and I could tell he was too, by how he looks at me.

"C'mon love, in the water you go," he says with a smile and pulls on my hand as we approach the water.

I just laugh a bit and walk into the water along the shoreline. I turn and look back at him with a small smile on my face. He smiles back as he stares at me with his captivating eyes of his I didn't want to look away from. Man, was I falling for him. As he looks back at me, I can't help but sense he feels the exact same about me as I do him, by just a glance.

The smile stays on his face as he comes forward. My feet stop and I stand in place as I look at him, the shirtless boy in front of me. What is happening? Is he really about to kiss me?! I think as I look at him. Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion.

"Only if you go in with me, C," he says with a laugh, a shriek leaving my mouth as he swiftly lifts me up in his arms and runs into the water. I roll my eyes at his actions and try to get him to put me down. Next thing I know, I am being tossed in the water, thankfully where it was somewhat deep, yet it still wasn't too far off from shore.

I come up to take a breath of air and cough a bit. "What the hell was that?" I joke with him and laugh.

He just shrugs his shoulders, that contagious grin on his face before I notice him disappear under the water. I begin to look around for him but I don't see him anywhere, most likely still under the water somewhere. A few minutes go by and I jump out of my skin practically when I feel arms wrap around my waist and I am being tossed through the air into the water. That sneaky little bastard.

"I hate you," I mutter as I come up to the surface and glare over at him playfully. He really sure knows how to scare me. I laugh slightly and roll my eyes as he swims forward to where I was.

"Was just having some fun, you know you liked it," he laughs and moves closer to where I was trying to stay afloat in the water. For the next few minutes, we push each other into the water and have a good time splashing each other. For the next half hour or so, we swim and joke about random things. It's been a long time since I've had this much fun with a guy, no less, with someone who I liked, really liked.

Before too long, we make our way back up to the sand to lay out for a bit and enjoy the weather. It was hot yet relaxing at the same time. This has always been my favorite time of year, summer. I'm glad I get to spend the day with Harry, who makes it more fun with his lame jokes, kind sense of humor and just the fact that he's here right now with me. I can't get over the fact of how much I like him. It's obvious he feels the exact same for me too, but he hasn't brought it up.

Maybe he's waiting for the perfect moment, but I wasn't the one to judge. When the time comes, I guess I'll know. A relaxing sigh leaves my lips as I lay on my stomach on the towel that was laid out on the sand. He was beside me relaxing as well. After a while of relaxing and lying out, I try to turn so I was on my back but don't budge. What's going on? I think to myself as I sit up a bit and turn to Harry who I found lying on his back, aviators covering his eyes along with his hat, curls sprawled out against the towel.

"Harry? What did you do?!" I ask in a loud tone and I can't help but laugh as he jerks up quickly at the sound, clearly startled. He had a confused look in his eyes and I can't help but let out a laugh.

"What?" he questions and runs a hand through his hair as he sits up, a small hint of a smile on his face.

By the look on his face, I knew he had to be up to something. Having a younger brother, I've learned tricks over the years of how they do things, plan stupid tricks and crap like that. He had put sand all around my feet and legs to keep me from moving. Smart move, actually, very smart move, Harry. Not. I'm surprised I didn't think of that beforehand.