The Bad Boy

Chapter 56

Stephanie's P.O.V.

        Harry and I head down to the beach, and from the pool deck I can already see people going crabbing, their lights combing the beach for the sand colored crabs that are next to impossible to catch.

        "So what's the point of this?" Harry asks.

        "It's fun, now shut up and have fun with me." I order flicking on our flashlight as we reach the cool sand.

        "I know what we could do for fun." Harry smacks my butt.

        "No Harry." I grump.

        "I am loving those spandex by the way babe." Harry smirks, throwing his arm around me and tugging me to him.

        I take a sip of the beer we grabbed out of the fridge before we left.

        "You are so retarded." I laugh.

        "You love me." Harry says. "So, what were Ally and Niall doing when you went to tell them about herpes?"

        "Ally was working on Niall's button." I snort.

        "I thought you said he still had his shirt on?" Harry asks.

        "He did, so?" I ask.

        "You start at the top and work your way down." Harry shrugs.

        "Of course you would say that," I sigh.

        "What? It's Sex101," He shrugs.

        "Oh, just shut up and look for crabs," I punch him playfully.

        We stroll down the beach, looking for sand crabs.

        "I see one!" I yell, trying to catch the crab.

        I run after the crab, throwing my net on top of it. I miss though, and it runs straight towards Harry.

        "F***! It ran across my foot!" Harry yells.

        "It's not going to hurt you," I groan as the crab buries itself in the sand.

        "How do you know?"

        "They just never do. I've done this so many times before and no one has ever been pinched," I say.

        "Whatever."

        We continue looking for sand crabs, and after awhile, I finally catch one. I put it in the bucket and hand it to Harry.

        "Oh hell no, I'm not carrrying this bucket," He says, looking down at the crab.

        "Bawk, bawk, bawk! You scared Harry? Scared that it's gonna get ya?" I say and then grab his neck, causing him to flinch.

        "No," He mutters.

        "Then carry the bucket," I command.

        "Finnneee."

        We crab hunt for a while longer, before it turns to us stashing our stuff under our chairs and me hopping onto Harry's back. When we let the four crabs we caught go, two of them scampered over Harry's foot, causing him to cuss crazily.

        We soon are tired of crab hunting and end up lying down to the sand close to the water. I rest my head on Harry's chest, almost falling asleep. I am too tired to even care about the sand getting into my clothes.

        "So Steph, are you in? Right here, right now?" Harry asks, wiggling his eyebrows.

        "What are you talking about?" I question.

        "You know, what Ally and Niall were doing," He says and I know he's giving me a cheeky grin right about now.

        "Harry, stop," I say, sitting up and thwopping him on the forehead.

        "Hey!" He sits bolt up right.

        "You asked for it! Now can we please go up to the condo? I'm tired," I yawn.

        "Fine, let's go," He says, getting up.

        "Carry me," I hold out my arms.

        "Oh fine," He says, throwing me over his shoulder.

        "Harry!" I yell, kicking my legs.

        "Well, you didn't specify in how you wanted to be carried," He says.

        "Well I didn't think you would carry me like you were kidnapping me," I yell.

        He just laughs and continues to carry me up to the condo. We reach our door, then go inside. I rush into our room and then flop down on the bed. Harry comes in seconds later, sitting down next to me.

        "Don't you dare say it," I warn.

        "I won't, I won't," He laughs.

        We both don't even bother to change into pajamas, we just crawl under the covers and Harry moves close to me.

        "I love you Harry," I say and mean it.

        "I love you too, Steph." He pulls me to his chest, and his usual scent is mixed with the satly smell of the ocean.