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Part 8

I wake up in the middle of the night, and I don't see Harry beside me. Oh yeah, we got in a fight, and I slept in the other bedroom. "Harry.." I say, getting up, and walking to the other room.

I go into the bedroom, and don't see a sleeping Harry on the bed. I decide to go out on the balcony and get some air. I walk out onto the balcony, and see Harry sitting in the hot tub. He just stares at me for a minute, then looks out at the ocean.

I sit on the edge of the hot tub, and stare out at the beautiful ocean. The only light you can see the ocean with is the moon. It's beautiful.

But Harry is more beautiful.

"Why are you still awake?" I ask, him not even bothering to glance at me. "Couldn't sleep." He says, finally giving me a glance. "Why not?" I ask. He looks at me, and let's out a heavy sigh.

"You weren't in there with me." He says, leaning back in the water. I look at him and smile. "Why don't you join me in here?" He asks, winking. "I guess." I say, laughing. I go get on a blue bikini, that has small studs on the straps. I walk out, and Harry smirks.

"Hello, Savannah.." He says in a romantic voice. I blush, and step in the hot tub, and relax. "This is so relaxing.." I say in an inappropriate voice, and closing my eyes and leaning my head back. Harry gives me a 'wtf' look, and I laugh. "Hot look, Harry. You look sexy." I say, talking about his wtf look. He laughs, his dimples showing. I smile at him, and peck him on the cheek.

"I'm so lucky to have a boy like you, Harry. Your British, your cute, and you have the dimples." I say, looking at him and wrapping my arms around his shoulders. "One time I tried to put m&ms in my dimples." He says, smiling. I laugh my head off at that. "Seriously?" I say with wide eyes. "Yep." He says.

"I love you." I say, cuddling with him. "I love you too." He says, kissing my forehead. "I'm scared.. What if Chris comes back?" I ask, coming closer to him. "He wont.. He doesn't know where we are." He says, leaning his head on mine. "No, I mean when we get back.. He knows where you live.. We need to.." I pause, not sure what else to say.

He sits there, confused and raising one of his eyebrows. "We need to.. What?" He says, crossing his arms. I lean back and rub my temples.

"We need to break up." I say, regretting every word.

"What!? Why?" He says, almost jumping out of the hot tub. "He said that he was going to kill you.." I say, scooting closer to him. He laughs loudly. "You seriously think I'm afraid of that idiot? No! I could care less about him!" He says, still laughing.

"I just don't want you to get hurt, Harry. We don't have to if you don't want to." I say, chewing on my bottom lip.

"I know this. But I'm not afraid of him. We can handle him together. And if he tries to hurt you, I will kill that idiot." He says, leaning back.

"Harry, I'm-"

"Just.. Don't." He says, leaning his nose onto mine. He presses his lips to mine, and kisses me passionately, he's thumb caressing my cheek. We both pull away, me out of breath.

"Gosh, I love you." He says, breathing heavily. "I love you too." I say, catching my breath. I just then noticed the tattoos painted across his skin everywhere.

"Harry, how many tattoos do you have?" I asks raising an eyebrow. He furrows his eyebrows together in thought then relaxes then says, "46? I think? I dunno." He says, relaxing a little more. "Why do you care?" He says, raising his eyebrows. "Because.. I just wanted to know." I say, shrugging. He nods a little then asks,

"How many tattoos do you have? None? Okay." I gasp, then playfully slap his hand. "I have 3 tattoos." I say, crossing my arms to my chest. "Show me." He says, smirking. I pull the hip of my bikini down about an inch, and there's a tiny tattoo that says 'hope' on it. "Hmm." He says, looking it over. Then I pull up my long hair, and on my back it says 'bellissima'.

"What does that mean?" He says, moving my hair. "It means beautiful in Italian." I say, biting my lip a little. I feel him smile, and he kisses the side of my neck.

"Where's the last one?" He asks against my skin.

I smirk when I think of my answer.

"You'll have to find it."

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Why are all of my updates SO BORING UHG. I FEEL SO BAD UGGG. BYE I Guess... BYE UHG

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