Pastel Poppy // h.s

03

Chapter 03

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[Harry's POV]

Using the palm of my hand, I smacked at the ball. It flew forward, and over the net, before connecting with Joe's dumbstruck face. 

I dropped to my knees, clutching my stomach, as I burst out with laughter. His expression was priceless.

"Har Har.." Joe walked over. His face was red and his eyes were watering. Glancing up at his face, I couldn't help but laugh again, at the damage the ball had done. Wow, that sounded a little harsh.

I pushed myself up onto my feet, and straightened myself up. Joe blinked several times, before moving his gaze past me, and toward something behind me.

"Woah." His jaw dropped slightly.

I turned, looking in the direction he was staring in, and found my eyes following a gorgeous petite girl, making her way down onto the sand. A girl ran past her, who was slightly shorter then her, and was just as beautiful. But I couldn't take my eyes off this girl, as she laid herself down on the beach, and began rubbing sun cream on her body.

Joe nudged my shoulder, rather harshly. 

"Ow, dude." I turned to him, and noticed he was grinning,

"I'm going over there." Joe took a step forward, his eyes still on the girl.

Before I knew it, I reached my hand out, grabbing his arm, and pulling him back. This snapped him out of his trance, and he turned to me, confused.

"Dude?" He looked at me for a minute, before grinning.

Why did I do that? Why did I pull him back? My mind had just told me to stop him, no matter what. It was like I had already claimed her or something.

I think Joe realized, because he put a hand on my shoulder and said " Go for it man."

He patted my shoulder several times, before pushing me forward. My legs carried me forward, before I even knew it, and I was soon walking towards her.

I don't know if I can do this. I mean, look at me? I'm not that good looking, and look at her. She's like a goddess.

Before i could turn and run back to Joe, I had already edged over to her limp body, which was laying on a towel under a parasol. 

Wow, she had a great body.

I shook my head, snapping myself out of my thoughts. Concentrate Harry. Be cool.

"Uh..." I stuttered. Oh no! Spit it out dude, quick! 

She pulled her sunglasses off, and glanced up at me. She had a cocky grin on her face, as if she already knew what I was about to say.

" H-hi... " I forced out, a weary smile spread across my face.

"Hey!" She said, rather enthusiastically. She obviously could tell I was struggling. She had that look on her face that was encouraging me to go on.

"You want help putting on that sun cream?" I pointed toward the bottle. Ew, dude. Now she's going to think i'm a pervert or...

"Sure!" She smiled, cutting off my thoughts. She pushed herself up and passed the bottle to me, then turned so her back was facing me. " I was going to ask my friend but she's too busy flailing around in the water." She laughed, and her shoulders racked up and down slightly. 

Small wisps of her pink hair were winding themselves against the back of her neck. There were beads of hot sweat running down past her collarbones.