I threw on one of Harry's baggy v necks and walked into the kitchen where he was making breakfast. "Morning Babe!" I said cheerfully. "Morning!" He said, concentrating back on the pancakes. I walked into the living room and turned on the TV. The Xbox was still on so I started playing Grand Theft Auto. My driving skills were fucking amazing. I almost got arrested 3 times, I ran over about 17 people every 5 seconds, and I blew up a Lamborghini. I turned MTV on and began to watch a Catfish marathon. Harry walked over with a plate of pancakes for us to share. He looked at the newly happy couple, then outside at the rain, then to me. "What?" I asked, confused. He just looked outside and back at me again. "You know? I heard that it's super hot to kiss in the rain." I threw on leggings and ran out onto the streets with Harry. We kissed passionately. In the rain. Holding hands. In the middle of the road. Honk! We ran back into the room and onto the couch, snuggling. We were both still shivering so Harry wrapped us in a quilt. He pulled me ontop of him and closer to his chest. This was the best vacation ever.

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