Stranded (Harry Styles Fan-Fic) {Completed}

Chapter Twelve (Memories)

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*Daniella's Pov.*

I woke up to hear Harry's voice ringing softly in my ear. Everything seemed fake.. Like a dream. Was I dreaming? Was I dead? Imagining things while I'm out?

I sat up slowly, my whole body shaking. I felt dizzy, like I had just gotten over a flu. My head hurt and I could feel it throbing, I felt weak, and my throat was drier than a desert.

"What happened?" I asked quietly, my voice horse.

"Let's just say you're not a good swimmer." Harry chuckled.

I caught on quickly. He didn't have to say anything for me to catch on.. What happened was I almost drowned. And Harry was my knight in shining armer again.

"And you saved my pathetic butt again." I said, half smiling.

"Eh, it was nothing." Harry shrugged.

We both laughed as I put my head on Harry's chest. I could hear his heart beating and I smiled.

"Thank you." I whispered.

"Your welcome, babe."

I felt Harry kiss the top of my head and I smiled to myself again. If it wasn't for Harry, I wouldn't be here right now. Well, I wouldn't have been here at all. He saved me not once but twice now. And both times I practically drowned.

I listened as Harry started to sing to me again. His voice soothing and soft. I couldn't quite recognize the song he sang, but it was beautiful.

When he was finished, I felt him run his fingers through my hair. He then started messing with it, trying to put his version of a braid in. I started to giggle as he gave up.

"You know, you should really wash your hair." Harry laughed.

"I'm not the only one, Curly." I giggled.

"Ouch," Harry joked, clutching his heart. "That wounded me."

"Good." I laughed.

I watched as Harry entertwined our fingers once again and kissed my cheek.

"Can you promise me something?" He asked me.

"Yeah," I said. "What?"

"Promise me you won't go into that water without me ever again."

"I promise." I chuckled, rolling my eyes.

"I'm serious," He said. "I'm not going to lose you to that ocean."

"I know. I said I promise." I told him.

I looked at him as he nodded his head and smiled. I looked at the dimples on the side of his cheeks. That was my favorite part of his smile..

Honestly, Harry was my favorite anything. He has been the sweetest guy. There is nowhere in the world I'd rather be than in his arms. If I could pause this exact moment right now, I would. I would live in this moment forever.

"Wanna play the question game?" Harry asked, breaking the slight silence.

"Sure," I said. "You first."

"Mmkay," He began. "Celebrity crush?"

I looked up at him as he winked at me. He obviously wanted me to say him.

"Justin Bieber," I told him. "Favorite food?"

Harry looked at me with a hurt expression on his face. I started to laugh when he stuck his bottom lip out and tried to look like a little puppy.

"That face doesn't work on me." I laughed. But Harry continued to do the face, making his eyes bigger to add more sadness to the picture. I looked away trying not to give in. "Oh my gosh, fine. My celebrity crush is Harry Styles."

"Hm, don't know him. He sounds like a great lad." Harry joked.

"Oh, he is." I agreed.

"What's he like?"

I looked up at Harry before speaking. "He's got these big green eyes that would make any girl squeel. He has this singing voice that you wouldn't believe.. His hands are the size of a cars tire, but their soft, and feel amazing when their holding yours. And his curls. Ohhhh, those curls on his head.."

"He sounds great," Harry smiled. "Do you love him?"

"Yes, I do. Very much."

"Well, I heard he has a girlfriend."

"Really? What's she like?" I asked him.

"Hm, let's see. Her name is Daniella. She used to hate him.. He never thought she would ever fall for him like she did. But she has these big blue eyes that sparkle brighter than anything you could imagine. She has small hands, but they fit perfectly with his. When she smiles, it's like his whole world stops just so he can take a look.." Harry smiled.

"Sounds great," I smiled. "Do you love her?"

"Yes," He said. "More than anything."

"I love you." I said, looking up at Harry.

"I love you too." Harry smiled.

We then kissed, smiling in the middle of it everytime. We just couldn't believe how happy we were together. Everything was starting to turn out okay. Everything was perfect.

He was perfect.