Another shot of love (Harry or Louis love story) [AU]

Chapter 5

-CHAPTER FIVE: LUCK-

"Thank you, Harry ..."

"Oh…"

Shira stared outside the window in wide-eyed amazement.

"It's so pretty!" she said, still not taking her eyes off the scenic view outside the window.

Harry was nice enough to take her on a free, five-day trip to a beach resort outside Magnolia, with no Louis, no Taylor no anybody beside them. And she doesn’t know why, but she liked the fact that they were there, together.

Feeling lucky to have him as a friend, Shira smiled to herself and didn't notice that she was now staring at Harry who playing on his phone. She gawked at him for who knows how long, wanting to thank him but couldn't get the timing to do so.

"You're drooling…" he said coolly as he looked at her smirking.

"Shut up…" Shira snapped as she wiped her mouth to check. "I'm not."

"Well, we're close so we'd better start packing." Harry said, pointing to the scattered clothes (mostly his) and books on the compartment floor.

Shira nodded, and started to pick things up.

"Hey, Harry?"

"What?" he said and didn't even bother to look up since he was busy shoving clothes in his bag.

"First, where did you get the money for this luxurious trip?" Shira asked honestly.

Yes, it was luxurious: from the A-class train to the food and the lodging in the resort she'd seen from the brochure—it seemed like it was worth a lot of money.

"I don't spend much unlike some people…" he said, directly meaning Shira. "And I don't have anything to spend all that money on."

"Oh…" she said.

"And what was the second thing on your mind?"

She looked at him and couldn’t stopped herself from looking into his eyes. “So gorgeous…”

…

“Wait! Shira focus! What is wrong with you girl?!

"Um…" Shira hesitated as she flushed. "Would you mind if I…"

"If you what?"

"Would you mind if I hug you?" Really?? I’m asking for a hug?! What the…

"W-What?" at this, Harry shot a really shocked (but cute, Shira thought) look at her.

Shira laughed, but went closer to Harry and wrapped her arms around his torso. "Thank you, Harry… for everything…"

She broke apart and started to pick things up again, leaving Harry flushing so bad, he was thankful she wasn't watching.

"It's nothing, really." Harry said loudly. He put one hand sheepishly behind his neck and looked at Shira with loving eyes.

And believe me, Shira, I could do more.

This is it! Shira thought excitedly. This is the vacation I've always dreamt of!

Shira grinned, wide-eyed, at the beautiful blue ocean. She giggled at the soft sea breeze tickling her skin and the way her brown hair danced with it. She buried her feet in the warm sand as she smiled and shouted, "Thank you, Harry!!"

"Shush!" Harry said as he forcefully put a straw hat on the girl’s head. "That is really embarrassing!"

"What is? This?" Shira said as she flashed her white two-piece bikini at Harry (who looked as if he was gonna have a massive nosebleed).

"No!" But that, too. He thought. "Don't go shouting all you want. I mean, there are people here, you know? Have some decency!"

"Ha! Says the guy who walks naked in his house. Maybe that's the reason why you took me to a beach resort: so you could strip for me~ in private~!" She laughed and winked playfully at him.

"Stop acting like Louis!" he snapped.

Louis… Shira thought. I wonder what he's doing now.

“Damm—" Harry cursed. "Fine!"

The curly-haired lad took Shira's right hand up and mimicked. "Repeat after me: I, Harry Styles…"

Shira almost laughed but found it safer not to, since Harry looked like he was serious. "I, Shira Hale…"

"…do, hereby, solemnly swear…"

"…do, hereby, solemnly swear…"

"…that I would not…" he stressed.

"…that I would not…"

"…give mention or even think about a certain blue-eyed lad  named Louis Tomlinson…"

Shira blinked. "Harry, I…|

"Don't make me look stupid here, Shira. I want you to enjoy this as much as I would…"

Shira breathed in deeply. Always… It's always Harry… She looked at Harry. "Why are you doing this, Harry?"

Harry put his arm down slowly. "Because it's annoying when I'm here with you and yet your mind is somewhere I can never be. Shira, I hope you appreciate what I'm doing for you, here. I'm trying to get you over Louis."

He isn't that much of a gentleman. But he is here with me… and when I look at him is like… I don’t know, I’ve always loved Louis…. Shira looked at Harry. But whenever I'm in danger of myself, it's always him… It's always him who saves me…

"So?"

She gave him a small smile. Thank you, Harry. "…do hereby solemnly swear that I would not give mention or even think about a certain blue-eyed lad named Louis Tomlinson…"

Harry smiled back. He opened his mouth to continue his interrupted oath but Shira cut him off and continued it for him.

"…and promise to enjoy this five-day vacation to unwind, relax and hopefully, find new love with the help of my good friend, Harry Styles."

Shira gave Harry's hand a soft squeeze. "Thank you, Harry. You're the best friend ever—aside from Perrie, of course. I badly needed this."

She hurried to the water, leaving Harry smiling back at her. When he was sure that Shira wasn't looking, he held his right hand up again and continued with his own version of the oath: "…and swear to make you, Shira Hale, happy as much as I can, for as long as I can."

A few moments after, he gave himself a shake. "Ugh! I feel so corny and stupid!" he rubbed his arms which had goose bumps now.

He sighed as he put one sheepish hand at the back of his neck and blushed when he looked at her.

“It will always be you Shira, always”

What can I say, I love Harry being a cutie lil'thing xx