Put Your Heart On Your Sleeve

Chapter 23

Cristina and Harry were sitting on the boat. Harry was laying on his side, looking at Cristina while she was laying on her back, letting the sun rays hit her skin. Cristina was wearing an underwired floral bikini.

“You look stunning, Cristina.” Harry said.

Cristina laughed. “It’s only cause of you.” she said, winking at him.

“Oh, someone’s naughty.” he laughed and placed his hand gently on her shoulder. He ran his hand down to her wrist. “It’s not so bad anymore,” he said.

Cristina looked down at her wrist, “Oh, I totally forgot about that. I guess I have you to thank for.” 

Harry leaned in to kiss her. He ran his hand to her stomach, rubbing her stomach in a circle with his finger. 

Louis, Zayn, Liam, and Niall were hanging on the lower level of the boat, fiddling with their fishing poles. 

“Want to hang out downstairs,” Harry asked, sitting up.

Cristina nodded, “Sure,” she said. They both stood up, and walked down the stairs to the area where the four boys were. Cristina jump onto Harry’s back, and wrapped her arms around his neck and his legs around his waist. Harry leaned on the wall of the boat. 

“Ahh,” she laughed. “Dying,” she yelled.

“I think there’s someone who’s dying,” Niall said, looking at Harry.

“I don’t hear anything,” Harry said, squeezing Cristina’s thighs.

“Harry,” she yelled, patting his back.

“I think there’s something behind you,” Liam said, walking towards Harry and poking Cristina in the cheek.

She laughed, laying her head on Harry’s shoulder. “I’m gonna get you for this,” Cristina whispered, gently brushing her nose against his ear. 

“Oh really,” Harry said, seductively.

Cristina nodded and nuzzled her face into his neck. She placed gentle kisses on his neck. Harry leaned his head back, closing his eyes, smiling.

“Alright, lovebirds. Do that in bed.” Louis said.

Harry laughed and then placed Cristina down on her feet. 

“Want to go in,” Harry asked, looking at Cristina.

“Isn’t it a little too cold to be in the water,” she asked. 

“Actually it’s supposed to be warm,” Louis said. 

“It’s November.” She said.

“Yeah, it’s not that cold.” Harry said with a smirk. Harry picked her up, putting her on his shoulders. 

“Ah, Harry you know it’s cold. No. Don’t put me in!” she yelled, slapping his back playfully. 

“Nope,” Harry said, walking towards the edge of the boat.

“Harry, I have my period remember,” Cristina said, lowering her voice.

“Oh, yeah,” Harry said. “Darn, well you got saved once but next time you’ll get in.” Harry said, placing her down, and winking at her. 

“Loser,” Cristina said, punching his shoulder, playfully. 

Harry laughed, and grabbed Cristina’s hand. They hung around with the boys talking about anything and everything. At the end of the day, the boat docked and they all got off. They got in their bus and changed into their pajamas. Cristina went into the bathroom to change her pad and into her pajamas. She brushed her teeth and washed her face. She took some pain killer medication and then crawled into bed, grabbing Harry’s hand. 

“Mmmm,” she moaned out.

“What,” Harry said, looking at her with a smile. 

“Today was wonderful,” she said, looking at him. 

Harry nodded. “It was. You looked extremely beautiful today, but I think,” he said, pausing for a moment, “the word sexy would be the proper term.”

Cristina blushed. “Harry,” she said, gushing.

“It’s true, Cris. You were extremely attractive in that bathing suit.” he continued. He ran his hand gently up her thigh to her hip bone, massaging it. 

“That feels good,” she said, arching her neck back and closing her eyes.

“Want me to give you a massage,” he asked, looking at her.

She nodded and laid down on her stomach. Harry sat up, putting his legs between her body. He rubbed his finger tips against her shoulders in circles. He grinded his knuckles against her spine and rubbed his finger tips again hard against her back.

Cristina let out soft moans and short, soft breaths. 

“That feels so good.” she moaned out.

“I’m glad you like it.” he said, laughing. “You almost sound like you’re about to have sex.” he added, smirking.

“Shh, don’t laugh. I’m always like this when someone gives me a massage.” she said, defending herself, laughing.

“Awh and I thought I was special.” he said.

She smiled and tried to turn around. Harry put his weight off her so she can turn around and sat back down on her again. 

“You’re more than special,” she said, almost sounding like an english accent.

“Loser,” Harry said, joking.

“Hey, it’s not my fault. I hang out with English people all day. I can pick up an accent really quickly.” she said, smiling.

“You’re a dork but I love that about you.” he said, laying down on top of her and kissing her. He pulled away a few inches to look at her. “You’re so beautiful,” he said, brushing the back of his hand gently against her cheek. He ran his fingers through her hair, putting it behind her ear and leaned in to kiss her again. “I want to make you mine forever,” he whispered into her ear.

Cristina felt a chill down her spine, gasping for air. She wasn’t expecting him to say something like that. “I’ll be yours forever and ever.” she whispered back.

They both laid down together. Harry laying behind her, spooning her, placing sweet, gentle kisses on her neck. 

Cristina fell asleep shortly, holding onto Harry’s hand close to her. 

Harry hummed quietly to her, humming A Drop In The Ocean by Ron Pope till he fell asleep, holding her close to him.