As the sun slowly began to set, Harry was out with his camera, capturing the beautiful scene in front of your eyes.
"You must have about a million pictures of this sunset by now, we have been here everyday this week!" you laughed as he continued to snap away.
"Yeah, but I haven't managed to get the perfect one yet," he said simply, kneeling down and trying again from a different angle, his tongue stuck out slightly in concentration. You shook your head grinning and lay back down, feeling the warmth of the sand beneath you. Harry had always loved photography but you had never seen him work so hard to get a single picture before.
"Hey Beverly, how would you feel about going in the water for a sec?" he called over and you sat up and raised an eyebrow at him.
"Are you being serious Haz?" You asked, but from the look on his face you knew he was. "Why?"
"I just think a silhouette would make this photo perfect, you know?" he explained and you shook you head.
"No, I don't know. Harry, it's going to be freezing out there now," you whined but he turned his puppy dog eyes on you.
"Please? I promise we can curl up by the fire and watch The Notebook after," he said reluctantly and you knew then that he had won you over.
"Fine, but if I get eaten by a shark..." you muttered evilly, stripping back down into your swimwear and heading over the the water edge.
"Yeah, just wade out until you are like knee deep" Harry instructed.
"Aye aye captain" You replied sarcastically, heading out into the water. "WOWZA, COLD COLD COLD!" You yelped and Harry laughed his gorgeous laugh.
"Grow a pair, Bev!" he teased as you cautiously waded out into the water. "Okay, now just face away from me... like you are watching the sunset," Harry instructed.
"Is this okay?" You called back.
"Perfect!" he said and you heard his camera snapping away. You stood there for a few minutes until you realized there were no more snapping sounds.
"Harry, can I get out yet?" You yelled but you got no reply. "Harry?" You tried again. Suddenly, you were drenched with water from behind you. Yelping as the cold hit you, you turned around to see Harry in his swim shorts, right behind you in the water, a menacing glint in his eye.
"HARRY!" you whined, wringing the water out of your now-soaked hair. "Hey Bev... lets go for a swim," he teased, walking slowly over to you.
"No lets no- Harry!" You giggled, trying to run backwards away from him. It was no use, he pounced on you and seconds later you were both under the water. You quickly surfaced to see Harry already up, shaking the water out of his no longer curly hair.
"I hate you!" You said, shivering in the cold.
"No you don't, you love me," he said, coming over and wrapping his arms around your waist.
"Sometimes I wonder why I do..." You teased and you heard his deep laugh above you.
"My charm and my good looks?" he tried and you looked up through your now saltwater soaked eyelashes at him.
"Nice joke," You smiled and he suddenly let go of his grip around you, sending you back into the water.
