[You guys are best friends in this one]
(Autumn's POV)
I stand up and stretch my arms above my head. "Wow," I yawn. "Long movie."
"Yeah, it's already 2 am." Harry says, rubbing his eyes. "You can crash here tonight if you want."
"I will take you up on that offer. Cause it's either that, or a car accident. And we wouldn't want that now, would we?"
He looks to the side. "well," he says, dragging out the word teasingly. I gasp, and put my hand over my heart. I grab the first pillow I can reach, and toss it at him. The pillow goes directly at his face. He's rolls over on the couch, laughing.
He lifts his hands in the air. "I could finally be free of you!" He shouts to the ceiling. I run over and put my hands over his mouth. "Your family is asleep!" I whisper shout, while laughing of course. His laugh is so contagious, how could I not?
He shrugs his shoulders. "Whoopsies?"
I go to smack him with the same pillow, but he catches my arm. "Better not do that again." I roll my eyes.
"Or what?" I say and smack his chest with the pillow.
"Or this!" He shouts. Before I can protest He's picked me up and running through the house. I try my hardest to stay quiet while telling him to put me down.
He pushes through the back door of his house, and I know what comes next. "Harry, no!" I let my voice rise more now that we're outside. But I know it's too late when I feel myself being thrown through the air. Water fills my surroundings.
I hear him jump in next to me. I finally jump up, out of the water. "Told you not to do it again." He splashes me with water.
"You're so dead!"
"Only if you can catch me." With that, he dives halfway across the pool, and swims the rest before I can start swimming myself.
"No fair." I pout from across the pool.
"What? Do you think I'm just gonna let you attack me without a fight? No way." I slowly move toward him, hopefully unnoticed, while he rambles on. "At least I jumped in here too. So I made it even."
"Not even close to even. I had no choice of wether I was gonna get wet or not!" I say. When I'm about five feet away from him, I lunge myself at him, but he smoothly slides away out of reach.
"Do you seriously think I didn't expect that? You try that move every time."
"Fine. I give up."
"Mhmm, I'm sure you do." He says, crossing his arms over his chest. He then looks down at his pants. "Ew, wet jeans suck."
I give him a 'duh' sort of expression. "Yeah they do. Should have thought about that before you dumped the two of us in here."
He pulls at his jeans, and, with great difficulty, gets them off, throwing them out of the pool.
"That's not fair, you're a guy! You can do that, I can't."
"Yeah, cause girls have cooties." He scrunches his nose up.
He swims over to me and once he's directly in front of me, he turns around, his back facing me. "Hop on," I don't take a moment to think about it, and hoist myself onto his back. "Ready?"
"Away Dolphin Man!" I shout in a Viking-kind of way, and I lift my arm forward, toward the sky. He dives under the water with a hand around one of my legs, making sure I won't fall off. He does some fancy twists and turns before going up for air. He releases me and turns to face me. We both tread the water, keeping ourselves afloat.
"Am I a good Dolphin Man?"
I laugh. "The best."
He looks around the pool. "Race you to the shallow end?"
Before I respond, I start racing across the water as fast as I can. He grabs my ankle and pulls me back, giving himself a big advantage.
I reach the end of the pool a few seconds after him. I slap him on the arm. "Cheater."
"You cheated first," he says back, and raises his hands in defense.
"I'm tired." I say after a few moments of silence.
"Me too." He swims over to the steps, resting his head on the shallowest one so his mouth is out of the water, so he can take clear breaths. I follow him, and rest my head on the step, the same way he does.
"It's a clear sky," He states. "It's been so foggy recently, I feel like I haven't seen the stars in years." I can't help but laugh.
He turns his head to face me. "What?" He smiles.
"You're just funny."
"Who, me?" He says, turning his whole body towards me. He has a big goofy smile on his face.
"Oh no. Not the jokes!"
"What? You don't like my jokes?" He pretends to be offended, but cracks a smile.
I stare into his green eyes. They shine brighter than all of the stars surrounding him. I love his eyes.
Then I look at his smile, and his dimples. Those darn dimples, always so deep, and mischievous.
Then I find myself staring at his lips. So full. Such a deep shade of pink.
I look up to find his eyes on mine. He looks slightly confused, like he's trying to solve the puzzle behind my eyes.
Before my mind can catch up to my movements, I'm lifting myself up to connect our lips. I press my lips to his, and his eyes go wide. I'm unaware of what his eyes are doing now, cause I close my eyes. I tangle my hands into his hair.
I quickly pull away though. His eyes are slightly calmer now, but still wide.
Shoot.
I got too carried away.
It just HAPPENED. I COULDN'T STOP MYSELF. I'm panicking. I can feel my heart beating out of my chest, and I wonder if he can hear it. I back away a few feet.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that." I mumble, and I feel the familiar sting behind my eyes, signaling the soon to come tears. I look down, embarrassed.
He tilts my head up with his fingers to look at him. He stares at me directly in the eyes, but I can't read his.
"I should have."
He leans forward, connecting our lips once again.
