It's the very end.
WOW.
Ok, so this is a flash flash flash back.
Love you all.
ElleXX
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Way back when I was ninteen and lived in Harry and Louis's flat for the summer, when I was freshly single, naive and carefree, well more so than I am now, Harry and I went for a walk one day. Which ended up with us going to a pool.
It was an indoor pool, a very private pool at that, with fake palm trees and mosaic tiling, and one way windows and murals. It was luxurious, and empty. I was wearing a bathingsuit under my dress, so I perched the fluffy towels on the edge of my chair, did my hair up, and threw my dress over my head.
"Wow, you're hot." I saw Harry giving me a once over, about fifteen times, speaking absent-mindedly.
"Thanks. You're not too bad yourself."
"We should runaway for the weekend. I could romance you in Bermuda, or Thailand, or something exotic."
"Sounds swell," I said, placidly, swandiving into the water with ease. If there was one thing that spending my summers in Nantucket had taught me that swan dives are very impressive to males.
So I swam across the whole pool, emerging at the other side and making sure my breath was even.
"Again, hot."
"If I were as hot as you're making me out to be, I'm sure this water would have evaporated by now."
"I'm suprised it hasn't."
"You cheese."
"What sort, cheddar?"
"Nah, I think Mozerella. You seem like you'd be on pizza"
"You're getting me confused with Niall."
"Really?"
"Yes. And I am getting you confused with a victoria secrets model,"
He said, so he was standing right above where my arms were crossed over the edge of the pool, smiking down at me.
"Jump. I dare you."
"Did you know that if you replace the jay in jump with the letter before it in the alphabet-"
"Cocky coward."
"Now there are many things I could say about that-"
"Jump."
So he jumped over me, managing to kick me in the head. He emereged out of the water, spashing his hair about.
"Jeez I'm sorry Valerie!"
He said, eyes wide with worry.
"I'm fine,"
I said, rubbing my head. I mean, my bathingsuit was still red, the room wasn't spinning, but Harry still pulled me out of the water and laid me out alongisde the pool.
"I'm FINE."
"How many fingers am I holding up?"
He asked, lifting 3 fingers.
"One?" I asked, cautiously after a moment of fake deliberation to scare the shit out of him.
"I need to get you to the hospital!"
"no no that's ok that's ok."
"No I was holding up-"
"Three. God. Harry I'm fine."
