Existence Of Love [Harry Styles Fanfiction/A Mermaid Tale]

Existence of Love ~ 43

After my bath, as promised there was ice cream waiting in a bowl for me. I was giddy while consuming the creamy deliciousness.

"This is better than the one I had before." I confessed.

"You like the rainbow sherbet more now?" Harry asks, smiling. I nodded quickly.

"More flavor and its sweet and-" I shook my head, unable to continue so I ate some more.

When I had finished it, I was too full to have more, but I really wanted another bowl.

I rested my stomach while sitting on the couch with my head laid back. I felt happy and hyper and I wanted to move. I felt like every part of me wanted to be in motion.

"I feel weird." I confessed, lifting my head to watch everyone turn their attention to me.

"What do you mean?" Travis asks.

"I wanna run and scream, and just sitting here is making me go crazy. I wanna be in motion, but I don't know where to go."

"Someone is on a sugar high." Louis laughs, Niall joining in.

"Can we play a game?" I ask, bored from sitting here and watching everyone just talk.

"What kind of game?" Travis asks, peeking over at me.

"I don't know." I shrug.

"Hide and seek in the dark." Niall smirks, jumping up to his feet and heading over to the light switches. "Zayn, help me close up the house."

As the curtains were being shut and the lights were being turned off except for one in the kitchen proving faint, Harry and Travis was explaining the game to me.

"Everyone ready?" Liam asks.

"Wait, I don't know this house well enough to navigate in the dark." Travis confessed. "Maybe I should've thought of that earlier."

Niall laughed, "It's okay. Just be as quiet as possible."

"So, whose gonna be the seeker?" Louis asks.

"I'll do it." Harry says, smiling.

I didn't know where to hide so I dropped to my hands and knees and began feeling my way through the dark, crawling. My head hit something and it immediately started to hurt, but a quick apology came from Liam before he scurried off to the side of me, probably rubbing his head as I had.

Harry began counting and I decided to hide close to him, under the coffee table that was stationed directly in front of him. I lay on my back and wait for the number fifty before he gave us no more time to hide.

I gasped when a hand reached under the table and covered my mouth, another hand bringing me out from under the table. As soon as I stood up straight, I could smell the hint of mint that always lingered on Harry as his dark silhouette silently shushed me. I nodded under his hand and he quietly navigated through the dark room, leading me up the stairs. None creaked as we walked to the second platform and into his bedroom. Once the door was closed, a light blinded me momentarily.

"How did you know I was under the table?" I ask, almost whispering.

"I felt your hair touch my leg before you ducked under it." He confessed, smiling.

"Are we just gonna leave them all down there in their hiding spots?"

"Yup." Harry smiled, popping his 'p' as he plopped down on the bed.

"Okay." I jumped towards the middle of the bed and nestled myself into a sitting position, watching him. "What do we do now?"

"We can play would you rather until the guys find out we ditched them?"