Olivia is a shy college student who spent years building walls around her heart to avoid heartbreak. Harry is a loud mouth who is determined to break down those walls that gaurd Olivia's heart
"The story of my life, I take her home I drive all night to keep her warm and time is frozen The story of my life, I give her hope I spend her love until she's broke inside The story of my life."
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"That movie is amazing." I agree. Harry and I for the next few hours walked on the beach talking about our lives and our favorite things.
"I still cry when I watch it." Harry chuckles.
"Same, it's really sad." I mumble.
"I mean when Jack died. I lost it." Harry looks over at me with wide eyes.
"That part never really made me cry as much. It was the ending." I say.
"Fair enough." He nods.
I look down at my phone and see about seven missed calls from both of my dad's, and one text from Niall that saying that both of our dads are freaking out. I text him back and tell him to let our dads that I'll be home soon.
"We got to go." I sigh putting on my cover up over my bathing suit.
"Okay." He smiles putting on a white t-shirt.
"My dad's are freaking out," I chuckle. "I guess I forgot to call them."
"Good job." Harry laughs as he packed the rest of our stuff. We brought a little bit of alcohol with us even though we aren't supposed to, so Harry is a little bit tipsy which means I have to drive.
"Harry that's not water." I snatched the water bottle from him that's filled with liquor.
"It taste like it." He shrugs.
"Well it's not, so lay off on it." I laugh.
"Yes ma'am."
"Shut up," I smile. "Let's go."
He nods and grabs my hand leading me to the car that's at least a mile walk. I regret my decision to walk further down the beach because my legs feel like they're going to fall off.
Feeling exhausted and grumpy I drag my feet across the sand not wanting to go on any longer.
"What's wrong?" Harry asks me.
"Nothing," I say. "Just a bit sleepy."
Harry doesn't say anything and instead he picks me up and continues walking casually.
"Put me down." I laugh. She simply picks me up more and flips me over his shoulder with a laugh.
"Harry." I sigh.
"I'm not putting you down." He laughs.
"You're making a scene" I exclaim.
"You're the only one making a scene with your loud voice, darling." He simply states and continues to walk back to our car.
