Destiny | H.S.

Chapter 32

"Stop looking at me like that," I scold Harry, watching him watch me from the bed. I bite back my smile as I watch him concentrate on staring at my face, and my face only.

We just changed into our swimsuits, since the rooftop of Harry's apartment building has a pool and two hot tubs. I haven't used it yet, but Harry says it's nice, so I'm honestly excited. My parents are joining us as well, my mom being kind of tipsy. We had went out to dinner and we all had a few, but I didn't have nearly as much as my mom. Harry's a little buzzed as well, but not too bad.

"Whhaatt?" He smirks, getting up and walking over to me. I watch as he grips my waist, bringing our lips together. His lips are soft as usual, but there's a little bit more to it today. He's needy, and it's noticeable.

He deepens the kiss, his mouth hot against mine. I pull back, a little out of breath. "Harry," I say, and he kisses the corners of my lips, beer still on his breath.

"It's not my fault my girlfriend is hot as fuck," he curses, biting his lip with a small smirk on his face.

"We can't. My parents," I remind him once more, knowing both him and I are craving each other. I just have to repeat it to myself - they leave tomorrow morning, they leave tomorrow morning.

"Ugh. Let's go up now," he says, changing the subject. I nod, grabbing my phone and bag with 4 towels for all of us.

Harry's wearing white swim trunks, accompanied with a white Rolling Stones t-shirt. Being too self conscious for a bikini, I'm wearing a white one piece, but it's honestly pretty cute. It has ties by the waist and is low-cut.

We all pile in the elevator, and eventually reach the rooftop floor. There's windows on both sides of the large room, giving us a gorgeous view of the glowing city. The room smells of chlorine, the pool being right there in the center. I'm definitely just hitting the hot tub, since it's freezing out and I'm not in the mood to actually swim.

"This is beautiful," I say in awe, looking around the place. There's a mini bar, tables and chairs, and changing-colored lights.

My parents make their way over to the hot tub, Harry and I following.

"There's a hot tub outside, as well. It's kind of nice even when it's cold, cause you still get to enjoy the view," Harry states, grabbing ahold of my hand.

"I don't know," I trail off, knowing that it's in the 20's out there. I shiver just thinking about it.

"Oh, George and I are just fine in here, but you two go enjoy yourselves," my mom chimes in, and I smile, nodding. My parents then hop in the indoor hot tub, while Harry drags me outside. I bring out towels, wrapping it around my shoulders as I shiver from the cold air.

"Harry, it's freezing!!" I yell, goosebumps covering my body as my teeth chatter together. Harry laughs, shivering himself. We make our way over to the hot tub, and I immediately indulge myself into the steaming water.

The water is scolding hot, but feels good as it warms my body up. Harry strips from his shirt, and rubs his arms together as he hops in the hot tub with me, shivering. He looks so good, his body toned from working out.

"Jesus, it's cold," Harry says, sitting on the lowest step so that the bubbling water is up to his shoulders.

"Yeah, but this hot tub is pretty nice," I admire, looking at the cool glowing lights that it reflects.

"See, I told you," Harry smiles, motioning for me to come over to him. I slowly kneel over to him, not wanting my skin to come in contact with the cold air. We both giggle at my choice of movement, but I eventually get to him. I sit next to him comfortably, resting my head on the soft skin of his shoulder as we look at the sparkling city.