The Bucket List

Chapter 38

The Bucket List Chapter 38:

Media’s POV: I woke up to a fresh ocean breeze hitting right in the face. I moved my hand to the other side of the bed to find empty space. I frowned not waking up with Harry. It felt so empty. I heard the bathroom door open so I turned around. I saw Harry come out in black pants, a black collared shirt, white golf shoes, and a grey cap.

“Harry?”

“Oh h-hey babe. I am going golfing with Niall. I think the girls are going tanning at the pool. And the rest of the boys are going to play soccer at the beach. You could join the girls.”

“I don’t feel like going tanning, maybe I will just stay in.”

“You can’t stay in when you are at Hawaii. That’s a big no-no.” I giggled.

“Could I try golfing?”

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah it seems like fun.” I smiled.

“Okay, I think you could rent clubs at the golf club.” I got up from the bed and walked to my bag.

“How am I supposed to dress?”

“We could buy you some golf clothes down at the store.”

“Okay cool.” I just changed into a t-shirt and shorts and some slippers, but brought some socks with me. Harry took my hand, and guided me to the living room. I saw Niall in a white collared shirt, white shorts, white golf shoes and a black snapback.

“Hey Niall Media is going to join us.”

“Really! That’s cool, I asked Carter, but I she was feeling lazy.” He smiled. Everyone left the room, the girls in bikini’s, and the guys in soccer attire. As me, Harry, and Niall headed into the golf store in the lobby, I saw a bunch of guys in the stores. They looked so professional.

“Go pick out anything you want babe.” I nodded and smirked. I walked around looking through all the racks. I picked out a bunch of skirts in various colors, same with colored shirts and shorts. I found some really cute golf shoes that had ribbon as laces. I picked out a black, Taylormade visor since it looked so professional. I found Harry and Niall talking to a bunch of guys, smiling and laughing. I tapped Harry on the shoulder. He turned around and smiled bigger when he saw me.

“Babe, you only need one outfit, but okay we could buy it all.” He chuckled. He grabbed all the clothes and piled them on the counter. The cashier had wide eyes, but started scanning every item.

“Harry who is this beauty?”

“This is my girlfriend Media. Beautiful right?”

“Yes very, inside and out I can tell.” I blushed.

“Well I am Rickie Fowler. Nice to meet you.” He held out his hand and I took it. He was really tan, not bad look, had old Justin bieber hair, and was wearing all orange, he had to be at least 23. “Excuse my outfit, I know I look like a highlighter.” We all laughed. Another guy came up to us and held out his hand.

“Hi I am Adam Scott.” He smiled. He had an Australian accent and was taller than Harry, is that even possible.

“That will $954.7, please.” The cashier said. Harry gave the cashier a wad of hundreds and took the bag. He leaned into me and whispered, “Go change we will wait for you.” I nodded and scurried to the changing rooms. I changed into my black Taylormade visor, a navy collared shirt, red shorts, a white belt, and my white golf shoes. I am not going to lie I looked good. I shoved my original clothes and everything else in the bag and headed outside. I saw Harry waiting for me, like he said. He looked up and his eyes went wide.