Red String [h.s] (Completed)

Chapter 25

A/N: No song at the beginning because there is a song later in this chapter :)

Amy walks down to the beach to meet Harry. She sees him sitting in the sand, wearing the same thing he had on earlier. Amy has changed into a white bikini. She has walked down wrapped in a beach towel and carrying an extra towel for Harry.

Harry hears her approach and starts to stand up. He pulls off his hoodie and t-shirt, having already taken off his socks and shoes. 

"You ready?" he asks her.

She drops the towel and watches Harry's face drop to look at her body. She basks in the attention, walking past him closer than was necessary, as he turns his head to follow her movement.

"I'm ready, but I don't think you are."

Harry chuckles at Amy's cockiness and continues to admire her body as she has her back to him. Amy stands on the edge of the water with Harry just behind her, in a similar way as the first night they met.

"Where are we racing to?" Harry asks Amy, the nearness of his voice telling her that he is standing quite close to her.

Amy feels goosebumps rise on her skin at the thought of him so close to her and she urges them to go away, not wanting to be disadvantaged by her desire for him in the moment. Mentally she is still upset with him and not sure how well she can trust him. Physically, her body has other ideas and it betrays her sensible side with how attracted she is to Harry. It's as if Amy's body reacts to him without her even processing that it's doing it. Her breathing becomes more deliberate, her heart races in her chest, she gets goosebumps on her skin, even the way she seems to orient her body towards him, all speak to the physical affect he has on her.

"Amy?" Harry asks again. Amy steps away from him slightly, trying to put space between them to regain her focus.

"Sorry, I was thinking," she gets her breath before continuing. "Let's swim to the end of the dock. First person to touch it. I'll even give you the inside line," she says winking at him, attempting to gain back some of her confidence she had before he got close to her.

Harry smiles back at her gesture. He is very sure that Amy is getting thrown off by his proximity to her. He wants to test his theory so he takes a step towards her. She steps back instantly, trying to make it look casual. He takes another step towards her and reaches out to fix the strap on her top. He watches as she sucks in a breath as his hand touches her skin.

"Your strap...it's twisted," he says, as he admires goosebumps forming on her skin despite the very hot weather. He takes his time fixing it and when he pulls his hands away she looks up at him, and this time it's him sucking in a breath. Her blue eyes stare up at him and he wants to kiss her so badly right now. No one has ever made him want to kiss them as many times as Amy has made him feel that way. He's not sure why she has this sort of effect on him. He has been with lots of beautiful women. Her effect on him is different. Instead of kissing her, he speaks.