Stole my heart.

CHAPTER 9 - Adventures.

‘Do you like adventures?’ Harry asked me, smiling and showing off his dimples. 

‘I do, yes.’ 

‘Well good, cause I’m taking you on one’ He grabbed my hand and started running. ‘Harry! Slow down!’ 

Of course, being as stubborn as he is, Harry didn’t listen. 

We were running through the heavy rain, I was pretty much drenched. I was surprised I hadn’t fallen over yet. 

We ran all through the main street, Harry never let go of my hand once, I felt so free, I didn’t have a care in the world. I could feel the breeze against my face along with the rain, but surprisingly, I didn’t even mind that I was pretty much saturated. 

Harry finally stopped running after about 10 minutes of solid sprinting through the rain. 

He still hadn’t let go of my hand. Harry led me through a small gate, which led us again to a small bike stand where bikes were for rent. ‘A bike ride, in the rain? Harry, have you gone completely mad?’ I asked him with a serious tone in my voice, but at the same time jokingly. 

‘That’s what adventures are!’ He remarked to me whilst getting 2 bikes, he was such a child when it came to things like this.

‘Are you or are you not joining me?’ 

I couldn’t resist his smile or his voice, they were my weaknesses. 

Without hesitation, I grabbed a bike and followed Harry, we were taking an adventure along a long stone path, just the two of us, I liked how he always made our dates simple, but yet they were so perfect, how doing something so simple like a picnic or a bike ride, could bring us so close together. It was amazing, he was amazing, and I was so sure that I loved him with everything I had. I couldn’t help but wonder if he felt the same. 

‘Hurry up slow coach!’ Harry called out turning behind; he was about 3 meters in front of me. I sped up on my bike so I was riding next to him, his eyes caught mine and I was yet again lost in his eyes, this happened every time I looked at him, Harry gave me feelings I’ve never had before. I looked directly at him, the water fell from the sky and slid down his face like a tear drop, his mop of curly hair was wet and dripping down his face and neck. I smiled back at him, for a moment it felt as if the earth stood still. 

‘You’re saturated, Madz’ he chuckled, with somewhat cheek in his voice, he had a habit of doing that, Harry Styles was so very cheeky. 

‘Come on’ he said peddling forward, we came to the end of the path and there was a road. 

‘Do you like carnivals?’ Harry asked me, smiling yet again; it was like he knew it was my weakness. ‘I love carnivals’ I said to him, smiling directly back at him, ‘Well lets go then’ He said to me still riding on his bright red bike, I rode after him eager to see what he had in store for the two of us next.