Yay! Chapter 3. Hope you are enjoying the story so far. I have great ideas for the future so keep on reading!
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Chapter 3
The boys all got up to thank my mom for breakfast and left with me in tow. The neighborhood was quite peaceful. I didn't see a single kid playing in the street or anything. No children's toys out. Nothing. Must be why they lived here. Otherwise, they would be mobbed.
Harry was right. Their flat was right across the street. Once we got to the front stoop, Liam took out a set of keys and unlocked the door. They let me enter first and I was awestruck with what I saw. The place was huge. It was filled with anything you could imagine. They had huge overstuffed couches and TVs. Their view was gorgeous of the beach and the floor to ceiling windows displayed it perfectly. I even spied a snow cone machine in the kitchen. Secondly, the place was a mess. I couldn't help but giggle to myself.
"So do you like it?" Niall. Asked eagerly. His bright blue eyes begged me to say yes.
"Yeah. Wow. It's really nice." he gleamed at me. Then he went over to the fridge to get a snack. Didn't we just have breakfast?
"would you maybe like a tour Miss Dana?" Harry asked. He was obviously flirting with me. I had a feeling he did this with every girl he met. I went along with it anyway.
"I guess so." we headed off upstairs and Niall tagged along with his bag of chips. Harry looked annoyed but I was glad. I didn't want Harry making any moves. He showed me all of their rooms and the bathrooms and their lounge. They were all a mess.
"So what do you want to do?" Harry asked me in his deep British accent.
"I don't know. Isn't there a beach close by? We could go there."
"Yeah sure. Fellas, who wants to come to the beach with Dana and I?" Harry called into the other room. Niall was busy eating and the others were watching a movie. "I guess it's just you and me." he said smiling.
"Lemme just get a bathing suit from my house. I'll be right back."
"Sure thing."
I ran back over to my house and up to my room. I frantically searched for my bathing suits. Where did my mom put them? When I'd finally found them, I slipped on a hot pink and black string bikini. The bottom showed off my round ass and the top almost made my boobs spill out the top. Perfect. I grabbed a towel I found in a closet downstairs and made my way back over to the boys' flat. I let myself in and walked to where to boys were sitting on the couch. They all turned and looked at me as I walked in and their eyes widened.
"Oh hot damn." Harry said under his breath. Louis whistled and Niall blushed.
I smiled. "Ready to go Harry?" I asked winking. If anything, I was going to be in control of this situation, not Harry.
"Woah. Wait. Now I wanna go too." Louis said pouting.
"Yeah. In your dreams Tomlinson." Harry said jumping up from the couch. He was already in swim trunks but pulled off his shirt. Now it was my turn to stare. He saw me looking and smirked.
"k. Let's go." I said changing the subject.
Harry lead me to a small path in the woods. We walked on it for a minute or two until the rocks turned to sand and I could hear the ocean in the distance. Soon we were there. We set up our towels and looked at the sky.
Harry was the first to break the silence. "So if you don't mind me asking, why did you move in here?"
"Well, long story short, my parent divorced a really long time ago, my dad died, and I was sent here, to live with a mom who abandoned me and never came back." my eyes started tearing and I willed myself not to cry
Harry's POV
Dana looked like she was about to burst into tears.
"Shhh. It's ok. You can cry." I told her soothingly. She let it out and buried her head into my chest.
"It's just so hard ya know?" she sobbed into my chest. I held her until she stopped crying. She looked so vulnerable. She looked so sad and perfect. Tears stained her face and her lips. Her full, luscious lips. I wanted those lips to touch mine. These thoughts were so wrong. She was confiding her past life with me and all I think of was making out with her. What was wrong with me. She looked up at me and apologized for the scene.
"Hey. It's ok." I whispered into her hair. Suddenly, I lifted her chin and gently kissed her soft lips. Her body tensed up in my arms and I immediately knew it was a mistake. She pulled herself away from me and started to get up.
"Sorry." she mumbled. "I should go." She hurried off the beach with tears in her eyes. What the fuck had I just done?
Dana's POV
I don't know what the hell just happened. Harry just bent down and kissed me. I don't know why I just told him my whole life story. What the hell was wrong with me? I ran through my house, past the rest of the guys crying up to my room.
"What the hell did Harry do now?" I heard Liam ask no one in particular.
I heard someone else rush into the house. I guessed it was Harry.
"Dude. What the fuck did you do to her?" Louis asked incredulously. Harry didn't answer. I heard him come upstairs and gently knock on my door.
"Dana?"
"Go away." I said through sobs. Instead, he entered and came and sat next to me on my bed.
"You wanna talk about it?"
I didn't but somehow, it all came bursting out of me. I told him all about my last boyfriend, Nolan. How I thought he was my true love. My soul mate. I told him how I told Nolan I loved him and he said it back. I was young. I didn't want to go too far. We made out but that was it. It satisfied him but only for a while. I continuously refused sex with him. He was mad at me and called me a baby. My heart cracked each time he called me a bad name. A couple weeks later, I walked in on him and one of my best friends doing it. She said it didn't mean anything but I was done. My heart had shattered. I went through I really bad stage of depression. I didn't have the will to live. My dad was the one who brought me out of it and told me it would all be okay in the end. Everything started getting better again until he was diagnosed with lung cancer. He died six months later. I told him while sobbing.
Harry moved to sit next to me and rub my back.
"I like you Harry. I just can't do this whole thing. I'm not ready to have my heart broken again."
"I would never hurt you." I heard him say but I was already on my way to sleep in his arms.
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