The Way Things Work

Chapter Seventy

You opened your eyes and realized you were standing in the middle of no where. 

"I know we said a minimal vacation, but this?" You laughed as you pointed to the barren and sandy surroundings. 

"Yeah, this isn't it." He laughed as he rubbed his neck whilst staring at the naked surroundings. 

"I guessed." You laughed. 

"The car broke down but we are only like a five minute drive so maybe a fifteen minute push?" 

"Push?" 

"Well, I push, you steer." 

"Hold up. You want to bring the car with us?" 

"We kind f have to babe, we can't leave it here." He playfully smirked at you. 

"True." 

"Hop in!" He smiled as you sat in the front seat. 

"Harry, don't you think you may be a little hot?" 

"Oh yeah." 

"I packed a pair of shorts in the green carry on." You smiled. 

"Love you!" 

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." You giggled as he pulled out the bag and grabbed a pair of pale cargo shorts. He walked back over and slipped off his jeans and threw them at you. 

"Public nudity Mr. Styles? Tsk, tsk, tsk." 

"Like you don't enjoy it." He winked as he slipped the shorts over his boxers. You tossed the pants to the passenger seat as he walked to the back of the car. You slipped it into neutral and signaled him to push, and he did an entire two miles. When you reached the parking lot of the lavished hotel you got out and ran to the back to see him. He was sopping wet with sweat as he gasped while propped up on his knee and the car. 

"Are you okay?" You asked cautiously as you your lips to perused you lips to keep a laugh in. 

"N-Never better." He stood up with a fake smile but soon keeled back over causing you to fall on top of him. He mustered up enough breath to release one weak breath. 

"S-Sorry." You quickly shoved your self off of him and stood up. 

"Sorry for what?" 

"I probably just crushed you." You let out an awkward and uneven laugh. 

"Not even close and as soon as I regain my strength I'll show you." You smiled and helped him off the ground as you walked toward the lobby entrance. 

"Hello Sir, how may we help you today." The decorated bell hop asked from behind the desk. 

"We need to check in." 

"A-Are you okay, Sir?" 

"We had to push the car a few miles, it broke down." You spoke for Harry who looked like he was having heart palpitations on the desk. 

"Miss, you could have called our concierge, we have a towing service." 

"Well thanks for the heads up!" Harry said weakly as he fell backward into you. 

"Sorry-" 

"It's fine, he's a little grumpy." You cut off the bell hop as you stifled a laugh. 

"Alright, what is the reservation name?" 

"Styles." 

"Oh. Here are your keys." 

He passed you the keys and Harry passed him the valet key so the bags could be delivered to your room. You half walked, half dragged Harry over to the elevator and pressed for floor five. 

"Harry?" 

"Yes Sam?" Harry looked down at you as he started to regain his breath. 

"Why do our keys have little hearts on the tip?" 

"Oh, funny thing-it's the honey moon sweet." 

"Really?" You swooned. 

"Sorry if that's weird, I just figured, you know, why not?" He sounded unsure. 

"Well the 'why not' just made me the happiest girl alive." 

"Well then, I guess I did my job." The doors opened as you stepped out and walked down the hall. 

"My happiness is a job?" 

"No, it's a hobby." He smiled cheekily as he wrapped his arms around you. 

"Well showering is your new job." You laughed as you pushed him off of you and took out the key card. He slipped it in the door and revealed an amazing sight. You walked into a blue and yellow themed living room with a gorgeous ocean view balcony. You looked around to see a master bathroom and a magnificent bedroom. There was a kitchen a washer and dryer, it was perfect. "Harry." You teared up and they cascaded down your cheeks as you hugged him.

"So you like it?' 

"I love it and I love you." 

"I love you too." He twirled you around and gave you a kiss on the lips but you pushed him away. 

"Shower. Now." You smiled as you got behind him and pushed him toward the shower. "Hand out your clothes and I'll wash them." You smiled. 

"Alright." He gave your forehead a single quick kiss as he strode in to the bathroom. He passed out the clothes and you walked over and placed them in the washer. You heard the water kick n and a few moments later you began to hear a melody, "Isn't she lovely, isn't she wonderful?" He continued on with the lyrics as you answered the door and took the luggage. He continued singing as the steam began to leak out from under the door. The bathroom was adjacent to the bedroom so you started folding the clothes as he moved from tune to tune. Soon he began to sing a personal favorite of yours, 'Your Song'. You swayed as he sang, 'I don't have much money but boy if I did, I'd buy a big house where we both could live." Your mind lingered on those lyrics as you imagined a future with him, he did say something about a proposal. Did he really want to be married, or was he being kind? Your thoughts ended as the water snapped off. Harry opened the door with a white bath sheet tied to his waist. He took a smaller towel and ran it through his hair and over his chest. He missed enough that it was still moist yet shimmering and he walked over to you. "See something you like?" 

"Not sure." You replied to his cheeky comment. He smiled down at you as he moved across the bedroom and grabbed the linen robe and slipped it on. As he tied the robe closed he dropped the towel and hing it on the towel rack. "Done. We are officially unpacked." You smiled. 

"Then we have some free time before tonight's dinner." He grinned mischievously before throwing you over his shoulder. 

"Harry!" You squealed. "What are you doing?" 

"Proving you wrong! See how light you are?" 

"Yeah right." You scoffed. 

"Nope, it's nothing but the truth." Before you could protest he tossed you onto the bed and hopped on top of you. "You don't know you're beautiful." He winked at his 'cleverness'. He gave you a quick peck before pulling you up. 

"So where are we going to night?" 

"Well I thought you would like something nice, fun and casual." 

"You thought right." 

"So there is this really fun boardwalk with all kind of games and stuff." 

"That sounds like so much fun!" 

"So we can do at like seven, alright?" 

"Perfect." 

He proceeded to walk you to the balcony as he sat you on his robed lap and you rested your head on his chest just watching the ocean.