Heart On Fire - One Direction

Chapter 9

Got some of my inspiration for this chapter from the song 'Paris' from Magic Man. Please listen to it, it's really good. :)

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Emma's pov

When we get back at the house we drop the groceries in the kitchen and  then I find a note on the table saying the other boys are at the beach. I look at Niall.

"Are you joining me and the rest at the beach?" I say, standing up from the couch.

Niall nods, so we both get ready to go to the beach. I change into my bikini and throw a sundress over my head. Afterwards I grab a strandbag, towel, my iPod, sunglasses and sunscreen.

Niall and I lock the house and we walk to the beach, while talking about other plans we have for this holiday. 

When we arrive at the beach I drop my bag and dress. Niall drops his towel and looks at me.

"Last to be in the water is a big, fat loser!" he screams and I groan while I start running. I hate it when he does this, he knows I don't want to run into the water, but he also knows I can't stand when I lose something. Yep, I am that competitive. 

"Aaaha! Big, fat loser!" Niall screams when he reaches the water before I do and I groan again. I pout and walk a bit further into the water. It is really nice; it's perfectly clear and had a perfect temperature. 

"Niall's exaggerates,' Liam comments, who passes by, "Normally he's the loser, but I guess he finally found someone to win from."

I chuckle. "He found that someone the day I was born, to be honest. I'm only able to beat him at Ping-Pong or something. At running he's much better." 

"Hmm, well, the other boys don't let him win either. I believe Greg also doesn't, right?" Liam asks and I nod.

"Greg overruled us both." I comment and Liam chuckles. 

"Thought so," he says, before diving into the water. I take a few more steps in the water and then I let myself fall. When my head is underwater, I start swimming and when I can't hold my breath any longer, I get up again. 

After swimming a few more minutes, I get out of the water again. I walk over to my towel where I sit down. I grab the sunscreen and start to apply it on my skin.

But I can't reach my back, so I look around to find someone to do it for me.

"Need some help?" I hear his husky voice and take a deep breath.

"If you don't mind..." I look to my side, where Harry stands. His curls are dripping from the water where he just came out. He grabs his towel, rubs his head a bit more dry and kneels beside me. He reaches for the bottle with sunscreen and I give it to him. 

He takes it from me and applies some on his hand. I move my hair out of my neck and turn around so my back is facing him.

I hold my breath when I feel his large hands on my back, smoothly applying the suncreen on it. He moves them from the base of my neck, to my shoulders and then slowly runs them down my sides, to where my bikini starts again.

I breath out and close my eyes at this feeling, which I can't exactly describe. It's sad how I know I'm still not fully over him, and this just doens't help with getting over him at all.

His hands go over my spine, and he moves them under the strings of my bikini. I wait 'til he's finished, which he must be close to now. But, I notice how he takes more time than any other would do for this.

I gasp for air when I feel his soft lips on my right shoulderblade. He slowly trails up to my ear, where I feel his curls against my skin. I want to protest, but I seem to have lost my voice.