Aria's pov;
Harry and I were taking a walk to the beach, just right after our breakfast, and I took my camera, capturing moments of the waves, the sun reflecting on the water and the natural habitats around.
I had this weird feeling in the back of my head, that somebody was watching us from afar, that in this beach, I wasn't the only one with a camera.
"Harry?" I asked, as quietly as I could.
"Yes?" He asked, as he followed me down the beach.
"Do you ever feel... Watched?" I asked him.
"Watched? No, why?" He knitted his eyebrows together in concern.
"I feel like somebody is watching us. I might be wrong, maybe it's because there's so many people here" I said, shaking my head.
"With how beautiful you are, of course people will be watching you" He took my hand and placed a gentle kiss on my palm.
"I don't know... Forget about it. It's probably nothing like you said..." I said, still hesitating. I just couldn't brush the feeling away, even if I tried to hide it. Something felt off, and I couldn't speak about anything, in fear someone would hear us.
Harry knew I was still thinking about it, when he shook his head and took my camera from my hands. He cupped my face with his palms and looked at me in the eyes. "Nobody knows that we are here. I never told anyone I was going to LA with you. There is no way someone knows about this, okay? Nobody is watching us" He tried to reassure me.
I sighed and nodded. "Maybe. It's just... Weird. Let's just forget it"
"Atta girl" He smiled cheekily and kissed me lightly. "So... About Stephanie..."
I froze on my track. Any question about this will be awkward for me, but I need to be honest with Harry, so that he can trust me. "Oh god" I mumbled.
"Why did you break up?" He asked me.
I furrowed my brows in concentration, trying to bring my memories back. "Oh uh... I remember. I was the one to break up with her, but it was a mutual decision at the end. I felt too much pressure, because I dated a person of the same sex, you know? It was having a toll on me and having people judge me all the time, wasn't my cup of tea back then. If it were now, I probably wouldn't care. But since I was relatively new to that, she agreed, she didn't want me to feel pressured into being in a relationship with her" I said.
"Relatively new?" He raised a brow.
"I... I've kissed a girl before Steph, okay? But just one" I said, biting my bottom lip.
"Hey, pssst, can I tell you a secret?" Harry whispered at me, like a child. I laughed and nodded. "I've kissed a girl too and I liked it"
I laughed at his remark and put on a dake shocked expression. "No way! I kissed a boy too, it was disgusting. He was disgusting, he had those piercing green eyes, a perfectly sculptured jawline and two dimples. Also, he thinks humor is putting an innuendo in every conversation. Like, who does that? Crazy disgusting"
"He sounds awful, if you want my opinion. I kissed a girl recently, want to know how she was?" He asked me, amusement lingering in his eyes. The air was light, as the subject put a smile on both of our faces and I'm relieved we aren't talking about any heavy topics as long as we are here on this trip.
"Hmmph" I said, curiosity running through my vains, as I anticipated to hear what he has to say about me.
He took a deep breath and chuckled lightly. "Okay, okay, listen. She is the tiniest creature I have ever met, but her height did no justice to the power in her. She must be one of the most savage and badass creatures I've known. She had a pair of wild, deep dark brown eyes, almost black, and when light reflected on them, they looked like a deep red. Completely fascinating. Her hair is so dark, it compliments her tan skin tone perfectly. I don't know how she does it but her skin is softer than a feather and I secretly love that. But don't let me start on those lips and her curves. Her lips are so pink and full, I could just look at them for a whole day and never get bored. She also has a curved figure that is my weakness to trail my fingers on, but she says she doesn't like her body, even though it's great. And I'm calling her a creature, because I don't really think she is human, she must be an angel"
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Love Trap (Slow Updates)
Fanfictionanaxiphilia; (n.) love for or attraction to unsuitable mates; an act of falling in love with the wrong person. serendipity; (n.) finding something good without looking for it. ineffable; (adj.) too great to be expressed in words.