Footsteps || h.s.

Chapter Nineteen

Harry's POV

I actually realised today how busy, and dangerous, a beach can really be. Especially when you have fans.

Scarlet has at least saved four lives today.

And she's only worked for two hours so far.

Wow.

"Harry"

My head snapped to Scarlet who was straddling my lap.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"It's my break now. Lets go eat something. We have thirty minutes" she said, standing up.

I stood up next to her, our fans shooting Scarlet glares, the finger, rude comments and throwing things like rubbish and sunscreen.

I rolled my eyes, picking her up bridal style as the fans screamed and the cameras flashed.

"Harry!!" She squealed, "put me down!"

"Never!" I exclaimed, running her to the pizza parlour.

She giggled when I put her down.

~~hours later~~

"Nanignt baaabyyy" Scarlet sing-songed as I walked into her bedroom.

I got under the covers next to her, pulling her close.

"Night, Scarlet" I said, placing a kiss on her cheek.

And with that, I fell asleep.

****

Scarlet's POV

A small buzz woke me up.

Jumping, I sat up, finding that Harry's phone had gone off on the nightstand.

I reached over, grabbing his phone. I don't usually look through his messages, but this woke me up.

He deserved it.

His password was too easy to guess. It was I simple, 1234. wow. How original, Harry.

And then, I realised I wish I'd never read the message.

Because my heart shattered.

The message read:

'Harry! How's it going man? How's Scarlet? Have you had some 'fun?' ;). Lol. Anyway, I'm just letting you know again that the tour is starting in two weeks, so you'd better come home soon. I'll let you know more, Louis :)'

I frowned, glancing over at the sleeping Harry, then back at the message.

I remained sitting up, phone in my hands. I watched in awe as Harry's mouth let out a few snores. But that wasn't the point right now.

"Harry..." I whispered.

He didn't stir. His mouth continued escaped snores.

"Harry" I said a bit louder this time.

He shuffled, letting a inhuman noise escape his mouth, and his eyes fluttered open.

The sudden burst of emerald green got me frozen.

"Mmm..." He mumbled.

I held up his phone.

"We're you planing on telling me this?" I asked. He took his phone out of my hands, sitting up. He pushed his curls out of the way and rubbed his eyes.

His tired eyes of carelessness turned wide and frightened.

"Shit! I-uh- I- er..." He stuttered.

"Harry" I said.

His eyes that were glued onto the phone screen, turned to look in mine.

"Y-y-yeah?" He asked.

I rolled my eyes.

"Harry I'm not mad. I just want to know- when were you going to tell me?" I asked.

"Er..." He thought, "maybe a couple of days before?"

I sighed, taking his phone out of his hands. I read the message once more, before a single tear dropped from my eye.

"Scar" Harry's voice was heard, a bit demanding. My head turned to him.

His thumb was lifted to my face, swiping the tear of carefully. He stared my in the eyes, before his lips headed toward mine.

The moment our lips connected, my right hand immediately met the back of his head, ams his hands held my waist firmly in place.

The more intense the kiss got, the more my hand tugged at his curls on the nape of his neck. He didn't seem to mind though.

We broke the kiss, breaths uneven. I stared into his eyes, as he did mine, our foreheads pressed firmly together. I could feel his warm, minty breath tickle my cheeks.

"I promise you," he started, pecking my lips, "that no matter how far away I am" he continued, lips meeting my nose, "I will always think about you," his lips once again met my forehead, "and I will always love you".

I smiled lovingly, pressing my lips against his again.

I guess it's kind of unnatural how Harry makes me feel. He makes me feel, cared for, but at the same, not. He makes my feel happy, but my ex-asshole will always be stuck in my memory. Most importantly, he makes me feel, in love. But at the same time, guilty.

Guilty, you ask?

Well, sometimes I just feel like I shouldn't of fallen in love this quick.

But there's something about Harry. Ever since I heard of him, you know, in One Direction, I immediately fell for the curls.

Harry and I have this connection. And I know I've said it many times.

But I still don't know what it is.

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