All You Are is What I Need (Larry BoyxBoy) Book 2

Twenty Two

"Please, Harry, pleeeeeease."

"You're crazy, Lou. Absolutely bonkers!"

Louis laughs maniacally, throwing his hands in the air and bringing bits of the ocean with him as he trudges through the small waves.

"Crazy, I tell you!" Harry yells again from the safety of the beach. His toes curl in the sand, and his hands are shoved into his pockets. He is wearing the cotton shirt from the boutique, and grins widely, shaking his head at his ridiculous boyfriend.

"Crazy for you!" Louis shouts back, grin so big it looks like his face is splitting in two. He is in the same white cotton shirt, shorts rolled up high on his thighs so he can venture further into the sea water.

"That's an awful line!" Harry shakes his head disappointingly, but his smile tells Louis otherwise. He knows all of his awful lines work on Harry, every last one of them.

Up the beach more, near the exit to the hotel, Liam and Zayn are building a sand castle with some cheap pails and shovels a vender sold down the coast. They are giggling and laughing, and Liam keeps leaning over to peck Zayn, who is doing most of the sculpting. Louis has to admit, it is one of the most impressive sand castles he has ever seen.

"Hey, why didn't you guys wake me up?" Niall yells from the wooden beach steps, making his way down. His hands are thrown in the air and he is wearing the same thing from yesterday. Right before he reaches the bottom, he finds himself getting bombed and seagull poop drops down his shirt. He shrieks like a baby as he stumbles, flailing his shirt from his skin and trying to rip it off his head, stumbling over Liam and Zayn's sand castle that is a few steps away.

Harry is bent over laughing, tears in his eyes as Louis sneaks up behind him. He grabs him by the waist, and despite their height differences, Louis carries a kicking and screaming Harry into the ocean water with him, tripping and landing on him in the salty water.

Harry breathes heavily, eyes shining and lips spread in a wide, wet smile as Louis stares from on top of him, eyes wide, and smile even wider.

"Louis Tomlinson!" Harry yells playfully, "you're going to pay for that!"

Louis stumbles up fast, running into the waves, jumping over them whilst Harry chases behind him, yelling incoherent nothings of revenge.

Liam and Zayn, but mostly Liam, are scolding Niall for ruining their sand castle as Zayn tries to remake it again with a laugh and a shrug.

Niall just keeps screaming at them, "A.Bird.Pooped.On.Me!"

"And how does that give you the right to destroy our masterpiece?"

Harry has Louis down in the ocean and they're rolling around, grabbing at each other and giggling almost violently as salty water rushes over their skin, tasting it every time they open their mouths. Harry's hair is sopping and straight, clinging to his face in thick clumps, some of them so long they run down to the tops of Harry's shoulders.

It isn't until they are mostly ashore with just the tips of the waves crashing to their stomachs, that Louis finally manages to pin Harry into the wet sand, both of them breathing heavily.

Louis drops where he is holding Harry's wrists down,

(a lightness in his chest when he notices Harry doesn't flinch.)

and he cheekily swipes his thumbs over Harry's nipples, hard and red through the thin, white fabric. "You need to keep your boobs covered, Styles. This isn't a nudist beach."

Harry raises his eyebrows, and Louis knows this look, knows it so well. "Guess you'll have to get me a bikini then, huh?"

Louis whimpers above him, biting his into the pillow of his lip as Harry guffaws, shoving Louis off in his weak state and running, leaving him on the wet shore to pout with the image of Harry in a bikini.

Niall and Liam are still arguing over whether or not a bird pooping on you is a valid reason to destroy a castle. ("What if there were living creatures inside?" "It was a sand castle!" "You're going to make an awful lawyer!")

Zayn already has the castle rebuilt, and then some.