"Ohh come on Hayls"
"NO" I laugh. He then tries again but I cove my face with my hands.
"Stop" I try and snatch the camera from Harry's hands, but he runs away and tries to take a photo. I hate photos of myself, I take the photos not in them.

"Hayley we have to capture these moments," He stands from a distance with the camera, in position ready to take a photo, so I give in, his right we needs to capture these moments.

After a couple minutes I see a perfect of vision of Harry standing by the ocean shore near the rocks. I walk over to him, and hold the camera up and we take a polaroid selfie. He takes out the rest of the pictures of his jeans that are roll up from his feet. I see the pictures he has taken.

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We have been at the beach for the whole day, together as we are. The weather gods were on our side today as we got a record warm day for this time of year. The sun is setting and Harry and I are sitting on the sand my head rested on his shoulder.

"Hey I bought our music dock". He takes it out and puts my phone in. "Stand up pretty girl" he grabs my hand and gently pulls me up.

I said, "Oh my, what a marvelous tune"
It was the best night, never would forget how he moved.

My face lights up, this boy in front of me, pulling me up he knows me so well.

The whole place was dressed to the nines,
There is no one here, but I sing along anyway

And we were dancing, dancing
Like we're made of starlight
Like we're made of starlight

Harry takes me by my hands and stretches out our ams and we start twisting and dancing on the sand.

I met Bobby on the boardwalk, summer of '45
Picked me up late one night out the window,
We were 17 and crazy, running wild, wild

I continue to sing and Harry spins me around.

Can't remember what song it was playing when we walked in
The night we snuck into a yacht club party
Pretending to be a duchess and a prince

Harry picks me up and his long arms get me a high in the air.

And I said, "Oh my, what a marvelous tune."
It was the best night, never would forget how he moved.

He then throws me over his shoulder and we start to splash in the water. He splashes first then I splash him back.

The whole place was dressed to the nines,
And we were dancing, dancing
Like we're made of starlight, starlight


Like we're made of He said, "Look at you, worrying too much about things you can't change.
He sings to me and I move along.
You'll spend your whole life singing the blues if you keep thinking that way." starlight, starlight
He sings to me again. I am in heaven, splashing around Harry singing to me. We then step onto the rocks, Harry trying to skip.

He was trying to skip rocks on the ocean, saying to me,
"Don't you see the starlight, starlight?
Don't you dream impossible things?"

Our foreheads touching and he sings softly.

He then takes my hands and looks into my eyes and sings the next part with such heart and honesty.

Ooh ooh he's talking crazy
Ooh ooh dancing with me
Ooh ooh we could get married
Have ten kids and teach them how to dream

Then we both sing and dance along to the rest of the song.

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We are on our way home from the beach Harry one hand on the wheel but he keeps looking at me. "Eyes on the road handsome"
"Well if you weren't so perfect." I blush
I put my head down, "I love it when you blush Hayl's."

"So, a good day for B and B" he says and I look at him. "Beach and Bed" My god he is so cheesy, but I love it.

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