Case #111 ☆ h.s. AU

15: Adventure

The cool breeze brushing against my skin is what woke me up, I sat up in bed adjusting my focus, the balcony door was open and I could barely make out Harry's silhouette. I glanced at the clock, it was going on six in the morning and the sun and moon were beginning to rotate shifts.

Harry was leaned against the balcony shirtless, the moonlight of the disappearing moon cascaded over his shoulders, his hair was down and flowed freely. He looked Godly.

I couldn't see his face but by his posture I could tell he was thinking hard about something and I could only imagine what.

I got out of bed and realized I was stark naked.

Had we had sex?

The memories of the club flashed in my head and drinking, a lot. But I couldn't remember what happened after we got home.

I wrapped a sheet around me and headed for the balcony, once out there I gingerly wrapped my arms around Harry's torso peppering kisses along his shoulder blades.

"Why are you up?" His raspy voice asked turning to look at me over his shoulder.

"The breeze woke me up, are you okay?"

He turned then and grabbed my arms to pull me in front of him, leaning us into the balcony.

"Just thinking."

"About what?" I asked but worry flickered in my mind afraid it would set him off somehow.

"Everything. And nothing. Also I'm waiting for sunrise, I'm betting it's beautiful over the ocean."
"Harry," I started, "When we get to New Zealand, are we going to, you know buy a house or something? I guess what I'm asking is, are we going to make it a long term thing?"

He was quiet for a second.

"I guess so. I think we'll be okay as long as we lay low for a while. Change our names possibly."

"Oh yeah?" I asked turning to look at him smirking.

"And what would you change yours to?"
"Christopher."

"Christopher? That was fast."

"Walken." He finished and we both laughed.

"You're impossible." I said and he smirked and leaned in kissing my neck and shoulders.

"Did we have sex when we came back last night?" I asked skeptically and I felt a vibration of Harry's laughter against my back.

"What's so funny?" I quipped turning to look at him.

"No, you tried to have sex with me, you stripped off your clothes and then you threw up. I had to give you a shower. You were quite drunk."

I felt my cheeks heat up.

"Did I really? I'm sorry I-"

"Save it. It's fine. Partly my fault actually, I was the one who got you drunk."

I didn't disagree with him, he was the one feeding me tequila.

The sun began peeking over the horizon, specks of orange contrasted against the night sky breaking way between the darkness, spilling over the water like an oil spill in an array of colors. It was breathtaking, one of my top five most beautiful scenes I'd ever seen.

"Things are going to be different from here on out aren't they?" I asked looking up at Harry who was looking at the sky, listening to the waves crash against the shore.

"Yes, they are."

We both fell silent watching the sun make its appearance, bringing light with it casting over everything, another day.