Through The Dark

I awoke the next morning to find myself sleeping on Harry's chest on the couch. How do I not remember this? I guess I was so tired and he was the closest thing I had to a pillow so...

I carefully got up so I wouldn't wake Harry and got into the shower. It must have been early because all of the other boys were still asleep.

As I stepped out of the shower and looked into the mirror. It became apparent to me on how beat up my body actually was. There were slight bruises on my neck and wrist, and now there was even a huge scar on my stomach from last night. I hope that I wouldn't be adding anymore to my um 'collection' any time soon.

I got dressed for the day and made myself breakfast. I checked my phone to find a billion missed calls from Jay and my parents, but I just blew them off and decided to get back to them later. It was going on 11:00 A.M. now and the boys were still sleeping. Weird, they all must still be exhausted from last night.

I saw from the @onedirection twitter page that we were no longer in NY, and that we had traveled all the way to the coast of New Jersey. I opened up the front door of the bus to look outside and saw that it was A LOT nicer here than it was in New York. I immediately smelled the scent of sea salt in the air and knew that we were located near the ocean.

Hmmm maybe I'll go for a run, I haven't been on one since before the one direction concert and I used to go all of the time. I'd better tell Harry first so he didn't get all mad about it later and chop me up into bits and pieces for being 'dishonest'. God, I swear he's more dramatic than me at times.

I put on my running shoes and a pair of jogging shorts with a pink tank top.

Then I walked into the back room where Harry was still asleep on the couch.

"Harry," I quietly said as I sat down next to him and shook him slightly but he didn't budge.

"Yo Styles, wake up," I said, increasing the volume of my voice. He grunted a bit and then covered his face with his arm.

Boys, they're always so difficult.

I decided the only other thing I could do was to sit on top of him. So I did, right on his stomach.

"Ugh, what do you want?" he groaned in his sleepy voice.

"Just to tell you that I'm going for a run," I said as I got off of him," I'll be back soon," I started to walk to the door way until I heard him sit up.

"Wait," he said as I turned around. I was expecting him to protest, but either way I was going because they said that they would give me more freedoms. I could tell he was a bit concerned about letting me go on my own by the way he hesitated.

He sat there with his eyes scanning over me for a second. He then bit his lip and I knew he was checking me out.

I cleared my throat so he would know I was a bit...erm...uncomfortable and then I said,"Is there something you wanted?"

"I'll come with you," he said as he combed his fingers through his messy, curly hair.

"Alright," I said while smiling at him.

He was still in a pair of skinny jeans that he had worn last night so he went to the bathroom and changed into some shorts and a t-shirt. Then he laced on his bright green sneakers and we headed out the door.

He looked up the directions to the nearest beach on his phone. It was only about half of a mile from where the arena we were at was, so we decided to walk there for our jog.

We had a bit of small talk on the way there, but nothing too interesting. Once we had go there, we ended up walking along the beach instead of running so we took our shoes off and carried them. I decided to start a new conversation.

"So, are you like always...reading my mind? Like whenever I'm with you?" I asked him. It was a question that was bothering me ever since I knew about his 'powers'.

I saw his eye brows raise as he was caught off guard by my question but then he just laughed it off.

"No, love, not all of the time. Sometimes I'm just a good guesser, I think I may know you a bit too well," he said humorously as he shot me that irresistible smirk of his. Oh god, how could someone be just so good looking...

"Oh," I simply said," And how did you..know about my 'I heart Harry' bracelet that I wore to the concert? I suppose you just guessed about that too?" I said sarcastically.

He laughed and we watched the waves crash against the shore. It was such a beautiful day out and there was barely anyone around the part of the beach we were at.

"Well when I first met you, during the concert, and that deranged fan pushed you away from me, remember when I grabbed your wrist to pull you back up to me? That's when I saw it, and that's why I said you were mine," he said and then I felt him grab my hand and link our fingers together as we walked,"which you still are," he smiled and squeezed my hand.

I rolled my eyes in a playful way and then remembered something else.

"But wait, why did you come over to me during the concert that night? Like why...me?" I asked him with a curious expression on my face.

Harry stopped walking, which made me stop walking since our hands were together. He had his thinking face on. I think.

He turned me slightly so I was facing him.

"Because, out of all of the girls in that arena, you were by far the prettiest and most stunning girl I've ever seen," he said very seriously.

I squinted my eyes together and felt myself blushing and smiling all together. Did he really mean that?

Harry placed his finger under my chin and lifted it up so he could kiss me. I could feel the rush of the waves splashing at our feet and the sun shinning on our skin. This was by far the best kiss that we've had yet.

I then felt his chest vibrate as he laughed to himself.

"Also, hasn't anyone ever told you that you're not supposed to text during a concert? Especially front row seats, love," he said as he pulled away from the kiss.

I smiled and hit him playfully in the shoulder. Sometimes he was too overly sarcastic but it was cute.

Then he reached down to my hand that held my sneakers and threw them up onto the dry part of the sand where he had put his also.

"I hope you don't mind going for a little swim, babe," he said with an evil smile on his face. My eyes widened and before I could even attempt to run away, he picked me up and threw me into the water.

"Harry!" I yelled as I managed to get to my feet again, soaking wet. I could taste the salt water in my mouth as I coughed it up. He just stood by laughing his head off. He wasn't getting away with this.

I then ran up to him and jumped on his back, getting him all wet. I jumped off and grabbed his arm, forcing him into the ocean and taking him down under.

We were having an amazing time, and I defiantly was winning this battle, if you were wondering.

*Click, Click, Click*

was what we heard which made us both stop splashing each other for a moment.

Paparazzi, I should have guessed it.

Notes

SUNDAY (: today's the day of updates muhahha.
I decided I needed a -not so dramatic- chapter, so that's what this one is.
But oh boy, wait til you see what I have planned for tomorrow (;
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