It's Complicated. [Harry Styles]

Chapter 8: Technically, we're screwed.

I just thought this was cute, so ya.
(That pic kills me)

°Chapter 8: Technically, we're screwed.°

"What the fuck ,Harry." My eyebrows pinched together.

We were standing by the pool. At our high school.

Harry texted me where to meet him, and here was the place. I tried to text him why this was where he decided to go ,but he never answered back.

And now, we're here.

"It was the only place that was vacant." He shrugged. The lights in the large room were off, leaving only the glow of the small lights in the pool. The water shimmering.

"How'd you even get a key to the school?" I questioned, crossing my arms.

"I used to be the captain of the soccer team." Harry said in an obvious tone. "They trusted me with this shit."

"And they didn't want the key back?" I raised my eyebrow.

"They never asked." He went to take his shirt off.

"Woah, woah, woah what are you doing?" I widened my eyes.

"Take off your clothes." He commanded, tugging his shirt over his head.

"But, I don't have a bathing suit." I objected.

"Skinny dipping." His pants dropped. A smirk plastered on his face. I looked down at his area.

Oh god.

I shook my head.

"Oh come on, Kat. It's not like anyone would see." Harry convinced.

"No!" I shrieked, crossing my arms insecurely.

"And I've already seen you naked." He chuckled.

"Under the covers! Not full out nude!" I protested in disagreement.

"You just rode me about a week ago. Saw everything."

Harry took off his boxers, letting everything...dangle.

"Come on, kitten." And he jumped in. The water splashing around in mini sized tidal waves.

He emerged from the blue chlorine-mixed water. Harry shook his head and flipped his hair back with his hands.

He smiled. "Kat, let's go."

I shook my head rapidly.

Then all of a sudden he squinted his eyes at me in disbelief. "Can you swim?" His smile grew.

"Yes! Just...not in water." I lowered my voice, embarrassment taking over.

"Awww. I forgot, kittens can't swim." He started laughing.

"Hey! It's not funny, alright! No one ever taught me." I pouted.

"Come on." He held a hand out still laughing a bit.

I started stripping. Taking my shirt off. And then my pants, extra slow. But, not because I wanted to tease him ,but because I wanted to stall some time.

"I'm not a patient person, Kat." Harry sung.

I threw my pants down and stood still, hugging my body.

"Kat, you can't go skinny dipping without taking your clothes off, completely." He nodded towards my bra and underwear.

"Fine." I groaned. Unhooking my bra and stepping out of my underpants, I walked towards Harry biting my lip.