Proven.

Chapter 3

Natalie's Pov

El and I started swimming while Harry and Zayn sat on the side of pool, and talked to us. El introduced  herself then swam up to me, while Zayn and Harry were talking and whispered;

"How do you know Harry? "

"I will tell you about it tonight,  I met him today." I whispered back.

"Zayn is extremely hot Natty, so be my wing girl. Please?" She whispered back

"Yeah sure anything El." I smiled back

"Don't get mad at me Natty." She winked at me after she said that.

Before I could ask what she meant she was swimming over to the side.

I started floating on my back just to make Harry look, and to tempt him. Only because it's after hours, and I like to be im control.  I looked up and sure enough he was staring,  and he gave me a wink while he bit his lip. Ugh that was so hot.

I kept floating for a while with my eyes closed, until I felt someone's hands grab my hips. I jumped up to stand up and Harry was standing there smirking at me. I moved his hands off and he whispered;

"You asked for it."

I decided to take over his cocky action so I winked and bit my lip. Which resulted in him moaning.

"Natty, Harry time to play!!" El yelled.

"Natty?" Harry asked amused.

"It's been a nickname ever since we were little." El replied smiling.

I changed the subject, because I didn't want to bring up childhood memories. 

"What game?" I asked.

"Chicken. " El replied smiling.

So that's what she told me not to get mad about. I glared at her, while she flashed me another innocent smile.

"Harry and Natalie, you guys are partners." Zayn said.

"Yay." I mumbled

Harry smiled and grabbed my hand. Sparks were going insane inside of me, I tried to ignore it but it was nearly impossible.

"Get on your knees." I told Harry.

"I would like it the other way around." Harry said. He gave me his crooked smile. I rolled my eyes.

"Shut up and get down Styles." He chuckled.

He got on his knees and I climbed up his back,  and onto his shoulders. He stood up,  and I placed my hands on his head while he put his hands on my thighs. Zayn and El were ready.

"On a count of three!" Zayn said

"1,2,...,,,,3!!!"

We started pushing each other,  and Harry's grip tightened on my leg. Is it crazy that I felt safe?

I knew I had to play dirty, because El was amazimg at this game. So I decided to tell a small little lie.

"Your going down!" El shouted

"El I'm scared!" I yelled

"You should be!" She yelled nack smiling

"No El, I mean for the baby, my baby!  I'm pregnant and Harry is the dad!!" I screamed loud enough for Zayn to hear.

"WHAT? !!!!??" El and Zayn yelled at the same time.

They immediately stopped pushing us and just stood there with their mouths open. Harry started playing along.