I Can't Change - Larry Stylinson

Chapter Nine

Chapter Nine

I caught myself staring at Harry again, blinking rapidly, my brain whirring crazily at the thought of his hands tangled in my hair, his breath on my neck. I gulped as he caught me looking and my cheeks pinked. We were all sitting on different sized rocks on the top of our hill. Niall kept looking back and forth between Harry and I, before an idiotic smile split his lips and he started up that trade mark laugh. 

"Oh my god." He squealed, nearly falling off of his rock. I stared at him, my mouth popping open as he wheezed, before shoving him fully off the rock, in which we all erupted into laughter, even Harry. I grinned at him, patting his knee. It was nice to be so far away from the paparazzi, to not have to worry about anything. 

"Shall we go for a swim?" Liam asked, standing up from his rock, stretching. I glanced at the rest of the boys, who all nodded, grinning. I shrugged, standing and shuffling off to go get on my swim trunks. As I stepped out, I watched as Harry removed his shirt, my breath hitching. I gulped and diverted my eyes, quickly making my way over to Niall, who held a towel. 

"You came so prepared." I teased him, punching his shoulder, he looked over at me, whipping the back of my calves with the towel. I let out a squeak, jittering away, glancing back to see Harry's eyes darting back and forth between Niall and I, his jaw clenching, eyebrows furrowing. I felt a smirk growing on my cheeks, an eyebrow pricking up.

Whoa. I looked back at Niall, laughing. 

"So abusive." I said, my voice lilting with a giggle, crossing my arms, giving him a suggestive look- all though it was total bullshit. I looked back up at Harry, whose fingers were clawing into his arm, glaring heatedly at Niall. A husky laugh broke from my lips, as the boys began to make their way down the hill to the pond. I followed, expecting Harry to as well, when I felt my arm tugged back harshly.

Harry looked down at me dominatley and a little squeak emerged from the back of my throat, breath hitching. He looked majorly pissed, it took all of me not to smile. And then his lips were on mine, a hungry kiss, as though he was trying to prove something. He nipped at my bottom lip, making nearly crumble to the ground in a puddle. He smirked into the kiss, feeling as I nearly melted into his hands. He pulled away a fraction, sending chaste kisses from my lips to my left ear. 

"You're mine, Louis Tomlinson, got it?" He purred so dominatley I dug  my finger nails into his sides to keep from toppling over and down the hill. I just pulled back, grinning, raising my eyebrows, nodding slowly, before turning on my heel and walking down the hill. 

At the edge of the pond, my feet squished into the mud, crinkling my nose. As nice as the pond looked, it looked pretty sketchy. All of us were lined along, looking meekly into the dark water. 

"What if there's a Loch Ness monster in there?" Zayn squeaked almost believably, before smirking. 

"Why don't you go check?" I snorted, shoving him into the water, and he toppled in with a huge splash and yelp. I buckled over with laughter, before diving in after him. The water was so cold it nearly locked up my joints, but it felt so good. I broke the surface, letting out a tight breath, blinking, wading around in the muddy bottom. 

"Loch Ness free!" I called, treading the water, shivering, watching as Harry grinned at me, before diving in, popping up beside me. 

"Oh, hi there, Haz!" I smiled, patting his head, before leaning over, biting his shoulder casually. He looked at me wildly.