Sweet Melody (A Haylor Fanfiction)

Chapter 30

Song for this chap:

Vanilla Twilight - Owl City

(I literally cried listening to the song and writing bc lasdfghjkl)

After coming back from the haul and ice cream girl-date with Selena, I quickly head to the closet to put my new clothes in them. When I manage to bust the door open despite the 5 heavy bags I was carrying, Harry was standing there, eyes focused on me. His body is leaning against the couch. 

Without a word, I fasten my pace on walking and didn't dare take a glance at him.

*

After being done with showering and realizing that I am on my 'monthly flow', I quickly decide to wear sweatpants that won't expose to much of my 'down-there' more than the short shorts that I usually wear when I go to bed. 

I put on a hoodie, even though it isn't summer, but I know that I'll eventually get cold when that man sleeps next to me. His aura right now, just by looking at the person who killed me inside, it stings, it turns cold, like being stuck in a blizzard you know you can't just escape because you can't take your eyes off him. To me, he was always so... inevitable.

I lay myself on the bed and look out the big window. The tall buildings dominate the streets covering most of the sight and the moonlight, but LA is still a beautiful place. The city lights shine and the glisten, filling the entire skyline. Apart from that and way above those things are the natural lights. The stars, just shining naturally, with natural light, nothing controlling them to make it work. I wish I could be like that, to have the power to have natural light, shining all the time, when no one is shining with me, also known as, being happy all the time. But I guess I'm just not that person. My lights are controlled by him and only him. And right now, it is dim. It's not even shining properly, oh how I wish life was that easy.

My eyes get heavy and they drop, but the disappointment in me rushes up when the door jerked open and Harry appears with wet hair and a towel wrapped around his lower body. 

I bolt my eyes open and mentally slap myself from looking at him, great. Now I can't look away, I'm staring at him.

"I-I'll sleep outside tonight. It's alright," He says coolly, but behind that charming voice, I can hear the desperation.

I can imagine myself standing up from the bed and hugging him right there and I want to so bad but I'd rather not because I need to be reasonable and have common sense for once in my life with Harry here.

I nod and signal him to leave me alone.

"Erm, Andrew wants us to, er, go on an ice cream date or some shit tomorrow so if you want to go and return here quickly, I reckon you wake up at-"

"I know Harry, I'm not dumb," I fire back a little too harshly before closing my eyes and blocking everything out of my mind to get some rest for the first time in today. I hear the door close and reassure that I am okay, in my own world, under my own protection. I must be strong, for me and only myself now.

*

"It's amazing!" I gasp at the ocean blue view as he slides his hands around my waist. The beach is wonderful and the sun shines like there's no ending to our love. 

"Why not go in the water, love? It's a hot day, and you're hot." He smirks and nuzzles his head onto my shoulder, his curls tickling the back of my ear. His hot breath fans over my soft spot sending me chills.

To my surprise, he picks me up and walks towards the blue ocean. Before I know it, we were far in a pretty distance from shore, but I'm still having fun with him. He kisses me every chance he gets when the water isn't washing over us.