Harries Trouble

Chapter 9

Ever since the 'kissing incident' me and Jack have began to trust each other, accept each other. In a way, we've been getting really close.

We are now headed off to the beach since it's a bright day here in London and the sun rarely shines so we thought it was a great idea to go out to swim and relax.

"Okay babe, we're here." Jack says, parking the car in a vacant spot.

I was wearing a knit oversized cardigan that reaches past my butt, covering my shorts and t-shirt saying 'Haha you're not Harry Styles'. Underneath everything is my bathing suit, red like a ripened apple.

We walked from the parking lot to the sandy beach. I left my sandals in the car but the sand didn't burn that much. Jack stopped mid-walk, making me bump into him, and placed our huge blue and green striped towel on the ground, flattening it. He laid down, looked up at me and patted the seat next to him. I sat down and laid on my back. His arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me towards him.

He suddenly picked me up, placed me on his shoulder and started to run. I squealed, panicking. "Jack! Don't you dare!" I say. I know what he's going to do. I start squirming and kicking, trying to escape but that didn't seem possible. His grip released slightly. "Oh my gosh! Jack! No! I haven't removed my clothes yet! I'm going to get soaked!" I begged, beginning to worry.

He pulls me off his shoulder and cradles me like a baby. He hovers me just above the water. I started to do my cutest puppy dog eyes as possible. His face softened slightly. I wrapped my arms around his neck. "If I go down, you're going down with me!" I scream as I lean all my weight towards the water.

I laughed, getting back up and splashing water at Jack. "I'll get you back, eventually!" I say and rush back towards the towel. I was freezing cold but luckily the sun was shining warmly, drying me off quickly. I wrapped the towel around myself, leaving no room for Jack. "Aw, your so mean!" He says, faking a sad look once he arrived. I stick my tongue out jokingly. "It's your fault, I'm cold!" I say back. "Haha, this is my revenge!"

He grins and sits behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, his legs outstretched beside mine. He leans his head on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry." His voice is full of innocence. I've known him well enough to know that he is trying to get the blanket back. I wrap the towel tighter against my body. He grins. "I knew you were going to do that." He stands up, picks me up, one arm on my back and one behind my knees. It reminds me of our first date.

I smiled to myself looking down quickly, my hair covering my face, the blanket still around me. "Don't make me take you back to the water." He warned, his voice was low and raspy in my ear. I started to squirm. "Put me down!" I say, trying to thrash and get away. He held me tighter, I could feel his muscles underneath his shirt. "I'll let you go if you say 'Jack is the sexiest man alive and I love him'." He grinned cheekily. "Never!" I yell, still squirming. He carries me towards the water. I scream "Okay! Fine!"

Jack is the sexiest man alive and I love him." It came out in a small whisper. I didn't want to give him the pleasure of having the victory. "What's that? I couldn't hear you." He was still grinning his cute grin. "Ugh, I hate you," I say punching him lightly. "Aw, come on! I won't let go until you say it."

"Jack is the sexiest man alive and I love him," I say in a proud but mocking tone. "That's better," he says, kissing me on the cheek. I turned away so he kissed my ear at the last second. "Will you put me down now?" I was a but tired so I didn't have much energy left.

I quickly placed the blanket flat on the sand and laid down, closing my eyes. "I love you too." He laid down beside me and nudged his head into the crook of my neck. I wrapped my arms around his waist, feeling his V-line against the fabric.

The sun was setting and vibrant oranges and reds shaded his features. "How am I so lucky to have you?" I ask. I never thought this was possible for a awkward anti-social girl but I guess it is. I've read books on knights in shining armor but I've got a boy in loose fitting clothes. 'This is way better than knights' I thought. "Is that what you wonder? I always thought I just got lucky and found you." He says, leaning closer. Our lips were inches apart now. I could feel his breath on my skin.

Every part of my body yearned for him. I linked my hands around his neck, pulling him into me. His lips tasted sweet. We moved in sync, touching each other.

He puts his arms around me, his hands in the small of my back. We kissed for what seemed like hours.

Our breaths were heavy as we released each other. I wanted more. I kissed his neck and wrapped my arm around his waist. He didn't deny it.

"Let's wait until we get back to your apartment," he says, winking seductively. We packed up and shoved it into the car trunk. I sat in the passenger seat and quickly passed out.