Crazy Little Thing Called Love

Sun Glasses Or Ready When You Are

Hi everyone, I have so many ideas in my head and am therefore  using all of my free time to write and I hope you're enjoying them. All the love, Summer xxx

When I woke up, Harry wasn't lying  next to me. I sleepily blinked a couple of times to get used to the brightness in the room, before I spotted him standing in front of the window in his boxer shorts with his back to me. He was talking to someone on the phone and his posture gave away that it wasn't a pleasant conversation. "Shit, does it really look that bad?" he asked and run a hand through his hair, something which he always did when he was upset or excited. "And there's no point denying it?" He let out a loud sigh and his shoulders slumped, before he said his goodbyes to the person on the phone and carelessly threw it onto the sofa. 

"Is everything alright?" I asked quietly and he jumped a little bit, before he turned around to face me. "Shit, did I wake you up?" he asked and when I nodded, his face fell. "I'm so sorry, love, I didn't mean to wake you up." With three big steps he was in front of me and sat down on my side of the bed, his face buried in his hands. "I am so, so sorry, Claire." he apologised again and somehow I knew that he wasn't only talking about waking me up anymore. Carefully, I scooted towards him and placed a hand on his shoulder. "What is it, Harry? What happened?" I asked him quietly and gave his shoulder a light squeeze.

When he looked up again, the look on his face started to scare me. "Before I tell you, I want you to know that I love you and that I wish this hadn't happened." he said and turned around, so that he was facing me on the bed. "Harry, just tell me." I pleaded and he took a deep breath, before he opened his mouth again. "We were... seen yesterday." I blinked a couple of times, the news not completely sinking in quite yet. "What do you mean 'we were seen'?" I asked him and then it hit me and I felt the colour drain from my face. "You mean...?" I asked him and when he nodded it was like someone had punched me in the gut. 

"Someone must have seen us fooling around between the vans and on the beach. There are photos and videos everywhere and apparently the got a pretty good shot of your face and put two and two together." Harry gently said and took my hands into his. "I am so sorry." he apologised again, but I shook my head and pulled my hands out of his grip. "Why are YOU apologising?" I asked with a dry chuckle. "You didn't do anything wrong, did you? That's the worst thing! I wish I could be angry at someone, but I can't! I fucking can't!" 

I jumped to my feet and started pacing the room, too upset to be bothered by the fact that I was still naked. "I can't be angry at you because I knew exactly what dating you means and it's not your fault that the paparazzi follow you everywhere. I also can't blame whoever took the photos and the videos because I know they only did their job and even though earning money by disrupting people's privacy is a pretty shitty thing to do, I can't blame them either because let's face it, who wakes up one day and thinks 'Oh, hey, I wanna be a paparazzi when I grow up'. Fuck!" 

I stopped in front of the window and threw a look outside between the curtains onto the bustling street downstairs. In the distance I could see the beach with the blue sea behind it. "Claire-" Harry began, but I held up my hand and he immediately shut his mouth again. "You know what? The only person I can blame for this whole mess is me. No wait." I said when Harry got up and opened his mouth again. "I am the one who has issues with this whole privacy thing, but the thing is, Lily was right." I let out a sigh and slumped down on the bed. "What did she say?" Harry asked softly and layed down beside me.

I turned my head to look at him and saw how worried he was, instantly feeling bad about my little freaking out. "She said something along the lines of 'One day you'll find someone and it'll be worth it because you love him so much.' when I asked her about the paps and Niall. And she was right." I admitted with a small smile, suddenly very shy again. "She was right." I had never seen Harry's face light up like this ever before. "God, I love you so much." he said, before pulling me over to him for a kiss. When we broke away, started to giggle.

He shot me a confused look which turned into one of amusement when I giggled even harder. "We're like one of these awfully lovey-dovey couples from a bad romantic comedy." I said in between giggles which made him laugh, as well. "But we're real." he whispered and I grinned widely, before he leaned in to peck my lips. "You're so incredibly cheesy, but I still love you." I told him with a wide grin and he pretended to be offended for a moment, before his eyes wandered down to my exposed body, and his lips curved into a smirk.

Maybe it was a good thing that Harry didn't have to be on set until lunch time because he probably would have been late otherwise. My flight was scheduled to leave in the early evening, so I would only drop him off on set and then drive back to Paris and my heart was already aching at the thought of leaving Harry again. My eyes wandered over the room one more time, lingering on the bed where I had just spent what probably had been the best night of my life, before I pulled the door close behind me and handed Harry the room card. Wordlessly, he intertwined our fingers and the lift ride down to the reception was silent, my head resting on Harry's shoulder who was carrying my back pack for me.

Before we stepped outside, he stopped me and let go off my hand. I tried to hide my disappointment, but before I could even take a step into the direction of the door, he gently cupped my face and pressed his lips to mine. This kiss had something desperate about it and I could feel that he was just as tense as I was. "There will be paparazzi outside and probably fans and they will scream your name and probably say some really nasty things to get your attention, but I want you to know that I love you no matter what and that I'll be by your side, alright? Whatever they say can't change the fact that I have never been so happy in my entire life." he told me seriously, a hint of a smile on his face, and I felt my lips pull into a small smile, as well. 

He dropped his hands and reached in the back pocket of his jeans to pull out a pair of sun glasses. I couldn't help but grin when I recognised his big white sun glasses which Lily and I kept laughing it whenever we saw them. "Here put these on." He handed them to me and his face momentarily split into a grin when I pushed them up my nose. "Looks better on you than on me." he commented with a grin and pressed another kiss to my lips, before he linked our fingers and threw me a questioning look. "Ready to face the enemy?" he asked me with a lopsided grin and looked down at me. I took a deep breath and gave his hand a light squeeze, which he returned. "Ready." I confirmed and with a last reassuring smile in my direction, we stepped outside.