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Chapter 14

Louis's pov

"Alright, Rosie," Harry said, walking to her with a big bucket of water, "let's get you cleaned up, love." He didn't know I was watching. I just loved seeing him interact with Rosie. The three of us seemed to share this special bond, we could all relate in some way. I loved Rosie with all my heart and Harry...Harry was my sunshine, my guardian angel. I know he calls me angel but he's really mine. He takes care of me as much as he can, he tries to protect me. But I don't think anyone can protect me from Richard, not even Harry. But all I need to know is he tries, and that's really all I can ask for.

I've always wondered how Rosie's mind works. I watch her all the time. Once when she thought no one was looking she walked over to the lemonade jar and slurped up enough for a drink for her. I couldn't stop laughing and when Harry saw neither could he. I was glad it was just us that saw and not Richard, then she surely would have been punished. We didn't worry about it, we didn't drink lemonade anyway.

As Harry was washing her off with one of the sponges she reached her trunk into one of the buckets and when he turned his back she sprayed it all over him. He screamed and jumped a few feet. I couldn't contain my laughter, it was so funny. He turned around and saw me. "You think this is funny?!" He laughed along with me. He turned back to Rosie and pretended to scold her, "Rosie, you should be ashamed of yourself!" apparently she still had some water in her trunk because she sprayed the rest at his face. He just closed his eyes and took it, letting the water fall over him. His sopping wet curls now stuck to his face and his white, tattered shirt soaked enough to see right through it. I couldn't stop laughing at Harry's face, he was so annoyed it was hilarious. He suddenly ran right for me, I turned and tried to run but he caught me by my arms, my back pressed to his chest. He dragged me over and positioned both of us in front of Rosie. Oh no. "Lets see how you like it!" He laughed, "Rosie, vaporisez!" Oh no! I knew that command.

"Harry! No!" I was cut off by Rosie spraying water all over my front, my clothes now soaked. Harry laughed from where his head was tucked behind my back. I was happy that Harry taught me a few commands, that one included, because now I could use it, "Rosie, vaporisez!" I yelled and whipped us around where Harry was now facing Rosie. He screamed once again as she sprayed him, and we were a laughing mess. "Now we're both soaked!" I laughed and he let go so we could face each other. Harry just grinned down at me and rest his forehead against mine. No one was around, Harry always took Rosie off to take a bath so the tents wouldn't get set up in wet, soft ground. So, it made it that much easier for me to push up on my tip toes and kiss him. He smiled against my lips and kissed me back, slow and soft. I loved Harry's kisses, I loved the feeling of his hand reaching around to the back of my neck when he wanted more, or gently caressing my face when we were calm and just enjoying it like we are at this moment. His other hand always rest on my waist or my hip, and when he was really cheeky he'd slip around to my bum and squeeze—I actually love it when he does that.

Heavy water droplets fell all over us again, making us both gasp and break apart. "Rosie!" We both yelled, laughing. "Rosie, we were having a moment." I said softly. I walked over and petted her trunk. "Are you getting jealous, love?" I teased. She turned her head to the side like she was ashamed.

"Aw, Rosie, you know you're my number one girl." Harry smiled and patted her. "But Louis's my boyfriend," He whispered, "see, I have to kiss him otherwise, I might explode." He reached for my face and pulled me forward so our lips met, I sighed at the contact. But not two seconds into the kiss and Rosie was hitting our faces with her trunk and sucking on our cheeks a little. We both broke apart in laughter and wiped our cheeks of her wet trunk. "Ew!" Harry laughed then looked back at me, "We'll just have to wait for somewhere more private." He smirked and kissed my cheek. My breath hitched as a smile crossed my face. He turned away and continued to wash off Rosie, though it seems like we're the ones who got more of a bath. Our bodies were soaked from head to toe and the ground around us was all wet and muddy. Harry's hair, even though drenched, looked so good with the light hitting it and his eyes a brighter shade of green under the sunshine. He was just so captivating, I loved looking at him. Sometimes I get thoughts running through my head and I'll realize that I actually love him. We've never said it, but I think about it all the time now. I think I've been in love since the second I saw him. Then his skin was a bit paler, his hair darker, and his eyes were the brightest I had ever seen. Now since, we spend so much time outside, his hair has become a lighter brown, his skin tanning a little and his eyes are still the brightest I ever have seen and ever will see.