Have The Time Of Your Life

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Unfortunately, time wasn't something that anyone had a lot of, because even on the rare occasions when you did, it was just one of those things that disappeared with the blink of an eye. Often enough, some people would take time for granted; though if you're lucky enough to be in the presence of such a thing, you really ought to cherish it. I like to think that the time away Harry and I had shared had been cherished, well spent, and that we didn't let a single moment slip away.

We weren't lucky enough to be blessed with the opportunity to catch a glance at a dolphin. None showed up, and I knew that this bothered Harry. I had plans to make that up to him. But otherwise, I do believe that we had a good time. After everything; it was nice to be able to just get away and just enjoy ourselves with no worries.

The majority of our time had been spent down at the beach, participating in all sorts of activities that they had going on - volleyball, beach cricket, sand sculpture competitions, even a couple surfing lessons. Harry's extremely adventurous, so we were always doing something. There was no way that he was up for sitting around and doing nothing. That's just not him.

As soon as we landed at the airport; Harry suggested that we grab something to eat. After retreiving our suitcases and doing so, we headed out of the airport and jumped into Harry's car, heading straight for my house. The drive between destinations didn't take long. It was only a half hour drive at the most. Harry climbed out of the car to grab my bags, and before I could object, he had carried them up the few small stairs and over to the front door. I tried to take them from him twice, but he wouldn't have it. Harry stayed for an hour before heading home. He’d noticed how tired I was, and insisted I needed sleep.

11:53pm. This makes it exactly 3 hours and 45 minutes since Harry had left. In that time, I managed to empty out my suitcase, chucking all clothing items into the washing machine; and return my toothbrush and other toiletries back to their original places before I showering and jumping straight into bed.

I had the blankets pulled right up under my chin as my eyes slowly fluttered closed. At this exact point in time, I was so ready to just drift off to sleep.

That was, until I heard my phone vibrating on the bedside table. I rolled over onto my side as I let out a light groan, reaching up with one hand to grab my phone as the other rubbed at my eyes. I swiped my thumb across to answer the call without even checking the name. But I knew it was Harry. He said he would call in the morning. I was glad he’d called now though, in a way. It felt strange to be alone.

"Hello?" I spoke lightly, pressing my phone to my ear as I let out a yawn. "Harry? What's up?" I asked.

"Ivy." His voice came through the phone loud and clear. It was him. Patrick.


A.N// I AM SORRY FROM THE VERY BOTTOM OF MY HEART FOR MAKING YOU ALL WAIT SO LONG FOR AN UPDATE. ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU'VE ALL BEEN SUPER SUPPORTIVE AND ENCOURAGING OF THIS STORY. I LOVE YOU ALL FOR THAT. IN SAYING THAT, A LOT OF THE TIME I HAD WAS SPENT ON CREATING THIS VIDEO. I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOY IT.

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