Clarys` POV:

How could have the weather changed so much in only two days? The pouring rain and the dark, cloudy sky had turned into hot, dry air with a light blue sky.

It was the kind of weather, where even only sitting somewhere without moving a muscle made you sweat. Zayn and me sat down in front of the refrigerator and tried to benefit from the cold, freezing air, which came out of it.

The bakery had been empty for nearly the whole morning since the people sat in all of the ice cream shops or visited the open-air swimming pool.

“I really wanna get rid of these clothes”; Zayn blurred out and starred at his muscle tank and his shorts.

“Go ahead!”, I laughed, but stopped since it was way too exhausting.

“The guy in the radio said today´s the hottest day in 8 years”, he pointed out and I sighed. It clearly was. My phone buzzed in my pockets and I pulled it out.

Tayla: We´re going to Manchester to spend the day at Connors´ swimming pool. Want 2 come?

I looked up and saw the sweat run over Zayn´s forehead. God, why was it so hot in here?, I asked myself again.

“Wanna go for a bath?”, I asked him.

Harrys´ POV:

My clothes clinched to my sweaty body and I waited for the last class to finally be over. The air was thick and hot and made breathing really hard.

Aimee sat next to me and starred at the professor, while her hand crawled up my leg to my crotch and I normally would liked her action, but not today.

I tried to convince myself that the reason was the hot weather and the exhaustion, which came along with it, but I knew that the reason was another one. She started to rub my jeans with her hand, but I stopped her.

“What´s wrong?”, she asked confused and I hated to hear her voice that upset.

“I just have to concentrate”, I tried to excuse me.

“C´mon, Harry! We both now that the bubbling down there isn´t really interesting!”, she laughed with her high voice, which always reminded me of a greyhound. So different from Clarys´, which was more like a whisper on a stormy day.

“But I feel like it´s important for our next exam”, I uttered and she sighed, but replaced her hand on her own desk. What was wrong with me?

We didn´t had sex for the last few days and I didn´t knew how long I could hold her back anymore, before she noticed that nothing was going on down there.

Like hell, I tried really hard, but I just seemed impossible lately. That moment my phone buzzed in my pants and I sighed deeply since it was more than just ironic.

Connor: Heading to my parents´ house. U come?

I looked forward to jump into their swimming pool and get a cooling, but even better was the fact, that I had an excuse to stay away from any beds or other places, we could have sex at.

Me: Sure. We´ll be there in an hour.

Clarys` POV:

At least the dress let through some air to cool my body down.

“Did you really don´t want to take out that dress?”, Taylor asked me and I shook my head.

“No, I´m fine. Like I already said, I´m afraid of getting a sunburn”, I explained. Taylor seemed to know the real reason I was still sat in a dress in my sun chair.

I tried to act as normal as I could as Zayn and me had arrived and we found nobody else than Harry and his girlfriend at the pool as well. She already wore her bikini and I forced myself to stop staring at her flawless body.

She was hot and I was not. Fact. Even at that moment she looked like a bikini model, just the way she lolled herself in her chair.

“How´s the water, Harry?”, she asked with her chewing gum voice.

“More than pleasant”, he answered since he was the only one, who already was in the water, pushing Rosy around in her little floating ripe, which looked like a submarine. She looked gorgeous, wearing a hat, which protected her had from the hot sun rays and a swimsuit that looked like a strawberry.

My mouth hung open for some seconds as I saw Harrys´new tattoo. It was some kind of a moth and all over his chest. When did that happened?

“I grab some drinks for all of us”, Taylor offered and stood up.

“I´ll help you”, I said quickly and sprung up.

“What´s wrong with you?”, she asked as we went inside.

“Have you seen her?”, I whispered unbelievably.

“Clary! This is really about Aimee?”, she sighed annoyed.

“No, I´m just like being grilled”, I answered sarcastically.

“Stop acting like a weirdo”, she told me and I rolled my eyes. I already tried my best. We walked out of the kitchen and the bright light blurred my sight as we headed back to the pool.

“Hey, didn´t you wanted to go for a swim? You were only talking about the cold water as we drove here”, Zayn said, while he stand next to the pool and dipped his feet in there.

“I changed my mind. I´m fine right now”, I stated, while the sweat crawled back my neck and sat down the tablet with drinks on a table.

“Oh, really?”, he smirked and I read his cheeky face too late.

“Oh, no. Zayn, don´t...”, but before I could finish he grabbed me, wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled us both into the cold water.

My head was under for some seconds before I came up to the water surface again. The water was perfect, cold and fresh and I immediately stopped to sweat.

“Zayn, you idiot!”, I punched his shoulders, but had to giggle to much to sound seriously angry. He laughed out loud and I splashed water after him. He reacted to it by pulling me closer and tucking us both under water again.

“Stop...stop...I think I drowning”, I gasped and he laughed and let go of me. My dress surrounded us all over the water surface and I sat down at the edge of the pool to get rid of it.

“Tell me again, you didn´t wanted to get in?”, Zayn asked amused and I shook my head smiling over his stupid action.

“Harry, look after Rosy!”, Taylor suddenly shouted and I looked over at him to see he stared over at us as well, while Rosy drifted near the edge of the pool and was close to hit the bottom.

“Oh, shit”, he mumbled and grabbed her just in time before she could hurt herself somehow.

“She´s okay?”, I sprung up and hurried over to them.

“Nothing happened”, Harry said, but I took her out of her floating ripe and checked on her myself.

“Did something happened to her?”, Zayn asked and Harry groaned angrily. What the hell was his problem?

“She´s fine”, I informed him, but I took her with me to my chair, placing her on my legs.

“She needed to get out of the sun anyways”, Taylor said and I looked up.

I found the girl, Aimee staring at me. Quickly I reduced my view and kissed Rosys´ little forehead. This day only could get better. If I only knew.

Notes

Haha, you guys should know what I wrote today! I just have so many ideas, I´m already afraid I forget something! :o

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