Young & Free
XIV
After last night’s ‘young and the reckless’ episode, we all decided to just get some sleep.
-
The morning light seeps through the beige curtain, creating a glow on only half of the room. I slowly rise, still waking up, and look over at Harry who is sleeping soundly.
Aw don’t you look cute.
“Harry” I say shaking his arm. He groans and berries his head deep into the cream pillows.
I sigh and give up. He won’t be getting up anytime soon.
I slide out of bed and put my socks on to protect my feet from the chill wood beneath me and make my way to the kitchen where Eleanor and Perrie are, eating toast and chatting.
“Morning girls” I say walking to the fridge and pulling out some fruits.
Thank you Perrie for bringing the food
“You’re up early” El points out, watching me as I sit across from them.
“It’s not that early” I say glancing at the grandfather clock in the living room.
The door that connects the kitchen and living room are open which is why I have a fabulous view of the old ticking machine.
“It’s 9:30”
I nearly choke on my strawberries.
“What am I doing up at this time?!”
The girls giggle at me.
“I don’t know but I know I couldn’t sleep because I feel guilty about Danielle” Perrie says looking down at her cereal.
El and I look at her sympathetically.
“It wasn’t your fault Per, how were you suppose to know that Liam was listening to your conversation” El says trying to comfort Perrie but I can see the petite blonde blames herself for our friends argument last night.
“It’s not your fault Perrie. Besides, maybe it’s good that he knows, now they can talk about it and move on” I say reaching for her hand and giving it a light squeeze. She smiles at me seeming to brighten up a little.
“And they can go back to being the cute lovey dovey couple!” Eleanor exclaims. Perrie and I laugh.
“Why don’t we do a girls day? Check out the local town and shit” I say continuing my feast on fruit.
El and Perrie agree.
“But at 2 Louis and I are going skiing with Niall and Kimmy. Wanna come?” Eleanor says looking at me.
“Oh no thanks I’m not really that graceful I might break my neck or something” she laughs.
“Perrie, why don’t you and Zayn go?”
Perrie burst into laughter; the loudest I’ve seen her being.
“Zayn can’t swim. We’re just going to bike ride around the trail”
I nod smiling at the fact Zayn can’t swim.
-
“So, everyone’s going off doing their own thing I figure this would be a perfect time for you and me to just hang out” Harry says coming to sit next to me on the bed.
“Sure what do you want to do?”
“Well” he whispers leaning into me.
“I want to kiss you”
Harry kisses my shoulder, neck, then cheek, and then turns my head so I can face him.
We kiss; it’s simple and just one of those kisses you give because you care about the other person and the only way to let them know is through a kiss.
“Mm I like that plan but how about something outside?” I say pulling away to look up at the tatted boy.
Harry smirks, “Like kissing outside?”
I laugh and push him lightly.
“No, like an activity”
“Kissing is an activity” he says leaning in again to kiss me.
I let him because really, who doesn’t want to kiss Harry?
-
“A boat?” I ask incredulously
I HATE boats I just don’t understand why I can’t swim. Plus, watching Titanic about 5 million times has not helped with my conclusion: boats are EVIL.
“You said you wanted to do something active” Harry’ says untying the sell from the dock and hopping on the wooden floating device.
“Um Harry” I say rubbing my arms uncomfortably.
He looks up from organizing the death trap, “It’ll be fun” he says smiling. Oh man, he’s giving me that smile, the smile that reaches his eyes and his dimple show. The smile that he feels like he’s done something right and I know he thinks this is what I want cause I said let’s do something outside.
Me and my stupid mouth, why couldn’t I just stay inside with the hot British boy and kiss until my lips went numb?
But no, Via wanted to go outside.
Way to go Via.
“It’ll be alright, love” Harry says snapping me out of my internal argument.
I look at his eyes and sigh. Reaching for his out stretched hand I reluctantly get into my floating coffin.
Once I’m situated inside I grab on to Harry’ arm while he rolls the boat away from the dock or as I like to call it, my life line.
“You don’t like boats do you?” Harry asks after we’ve reached the middle of the lake.
This lake is very wide, we can see the others skiing and having fun, occasionally they come over and splash us with water but it’s so humid that we dry up instantly.
“What makes you say that?” I ask. I look over the rail and see that we can’t really see what’s in the water. How am I supposed to know if the loch-ness monster is coming?
“Because you haven’t let go of my arm since I started rolling, and I’m starting to lose circulation” Harry says slightly chuckling.
I look at his muscular arm, the arm filled with ink. I slowly pry my slightly shaky hands from his skin and sit them on my lap.
“Do you really not like it?” he asks seeing my shaky hands. I try to stop the nerves because now I feel bad. Harry looked so happy and now he looks like he’s panicking.
“I love that you thought this would be … sweet. But I am NOT a fan of boats. They just don’t make any sense”
Harry takes my hands in his, instantly warming my clammy skin.
“Don’t worry Via; I would never let anything happen to you”
It was a simple promise, but a promise nevertheless and I sure as hell hope he never breaks it.
-
“Let’s play a game so you’ll be distracted” he says turning fully to face me.
I nod. You know I can never pass up a good game.
“What should we play?”
“Hmm what do you want to play?” he asks.
I think for a moment conjuring up my childhood memory of my favorite game. One comes to mind and it’s mainly because it’ll keep my hands from shaking like a Chihuahua.
“Let’s play patty cake”
“Really?” he asks raising his eyebrows.
“Really”
Harry and I begin to play the simple children’s game.
“So, thanks” I say
“For?”
“For paying for all of this you didn’t have too but you did and well, thanks”
“Hey, Liam and Danielle are my friends too; I want them to have a good time just like you”
I nod.
“But how did you afford this? Like all the rooms, the whole house is ours! And by the looks of it, so is the rest of the land. How were you able to afford the house and the land for all eight days?”
“I work hard”
“Not that hard” I say rolling my eyes.
Harry slowly stops clapping.
“We should get back, aren’t you going shopping with the girls?”
I nod slowly. Did he just dismiss me?
“So you’re not going to tell me?”
I ask again once we reach shore. Harry helps me out of the boat and proceeds to tie it to the dock.
“Does it matter?”
“Well, maybe not but I want to know” I say following him up the trail back to the house.
“I did tell you, I work hard”
“I find it hard to believe that your job at the tattoo parlor can pay for all this. Did you rob a bank?” I say jokingly.
He doesn’t respond.
“Did you really?” I ask a little unsure now.
“No! That’s just ridiculous”
I laugh relieved.
“Don’t scare me like that”
Harry and I reach the house. I pull on his shirt so he can face me.
“C’mon Harold, I just want a simple answer. How were you able to pay for all of this?” I motion with my hands around me emphasizing the size of the cottage area.
Harry leans down and pecks my lips.
“It’s a secret”
-
The morning light seeps through the beige curtain, creating a glow on only half of the room. I slowly rise, still waking up, and look over at Harry who is sleeping soundly.
Aw don’t you look cute.
“Harry” I say shaking his arm. He groans and berries his head deep into the cream pillows.
I sigh and give up. He won’t be getting up anytime soon.
I slide out of bed and put my socks on to protect my feet from the chill wood beneath me and make my way to the kitchen where Eleanor and Perrie are, eating toast and chatting.
“Morning girls” I say walking to the fridge and pulling out some fruits.
Thank you Perrie for bringing the food
“You’re up early” El points out, watching me as I sit across from them.
“It’s not that early” I say glancing at the grandfather clock in the living room.
The door that connects the kitchen and living room are open which is why I have a fabulous view of the old ticking machine.
“It’s 9:30”
I nearly choke on my strawberries.
“What am I doing up at this time?!”
The girls giggle at me.
“I don’t know but I know I couldn’t sleep because I feel guilty about Danielle” Perrie says looking down at her cereal.
El and I look at her sympathetically.
“It wasn’t your fault Per, how were you suppose to know that Liam was listening to your conversation” El says trying to comfort Perrie but I can see the petite blonde blames herself for our friends argument last night.
“It’s not your fault Perrie. Besides, maybe it’s good that he knows, now they can talk about it and move on” I say reaching for her hand and giving it a light squeeze. She smiles at me seeming to brighten up a little.
“And they can go back to being the cute lovey dovey couple!” Eleanor exclaims. Perrie and I laugh.
“Why don’t we do a girls day? Check out the local town and shit” I say continuing my feast on fruit.
El and Perrie agree.
“But at 2 Louis and I are going skiing with Niall and Kimmy. Wanna come?” Eleanor says looking at me.
“Oh no thanks I’m not really that graceful I might break my neck or something” she laughs.
“Perrie, why don’t you and Zayn go?”
Perrie burst into laughter; the loudest I’ve seen her being.
“Zayn can’t swim. We’re just going to bike ride around the trail”
I nod smiling at the fact Zayn can’t swim.
-
“So, everyone’s going off doing their own thing I figure this would be a perfect time for you and me to just hang out” Harry says coming to sit next to me on the bed.
“Sure what do you want to do?”
“Well” he whispers leaning into me.
“I want to kiss you”
Harry kisses my shoulder, neck, then cheek, and then turns my head so I can face him.
We kiss; it’s simple and just one of those kisses you give because you care about the other person and the only way to let them know is through a kiss.
“Mm I like that plan but how about something outside?” I say pulling away to look up at the tatted boy.
Harry smirks, “Like kissing outside?”
I laugh and push him lightly.
“No, like an activity”
“Kissing is an activity” he says leaning in again to kiss me.
I let him because really, who doesn’t want to kiss Harry?
-
“A boat?” I ask incredulously
I HATE boats I just don’t understand why I can’t swim. Plus, watching Titanic about 5 million times has not helped with my conclusion: boats are EVIL.
“You said you wanted to do something active” Harry’ says untying the sell from the dock and hopping on the wooden floating device.
“Um Harry” I say rubbing my arms uncomfortably.
He looks up from organizing the death trap, “It’ll be fun” he says smiling. Oh man, he’s giving me that smile, the smile that reaches his eyes and his dimple show. The smile that he feels like he’s done something right and I know he thinks this is what I want cause I said let’s do something outside.
Me and my stupid mouth, why couldn’t I just stay inside with the hot British boy and kiss until my lips went numb?
But no, Via wanted to go outside.
Way to go Via.
“It’ll be alright, love” Harry says snapping me out of my internal argument.
I look at his eyes and sigh. Reaching for his out stretched hand I reluctantly get into my floating coffin.
Once I’m situated inside I grab on to Harry’ arm while he rolls the boat away from the dock or as I like to call it, my life line.
“You don’t like boats do you?” Harry asks after we’ve reached the middle of the lake.
This lake is very wide, we can see the others skiing and having fun, occasionally they come over and splash us with water but it’s so humid that we dry up instantly.
“What makes you say that?” I ask. I look over the rail and see that we can’t really see what’s in the water. How am I supposed to know if the loch-ness monster is coming?
“Because you haven’t let go of my arm since I started rolling, and I’m starting to lose circulation” Harry says slightly chuckling.
I look at his muscular arm, the arm filled with ink. I slowly pry my slightly shaky hands from his skin and sit them on my lap.
“Do you really not like it?” he asks seeing my shaky hands. I try to stop the nerves because now I feel bad. Harry looked so happy and now he looks like he’s panicking.
“I love that you thought this would be … sweet. But I am NOT a fan of boats. They just don’t make any sense”
Harry takes my hands in his, instantly warming my clammy skin.
“Don’t worry Via; I would never let anything happen to you”
It was a simple promise, but a promise nevertheless and I sure as hell hope he never breaks it.
-
“Let’s play a game so you’ll be distracted” he says turning fully to face me.
I nod. You know I can never pass up a good game.
“What should we play?”
“Hmm what do you want to play?” he asks.
I think for a moment conjuring up my childhood memory of my favorite game. One comes to mind and it’s mainly because it’ll keep my hands from shaking like a Chihuahua.
“Let’s play patty cake”
“Really?” he asks raising his eyebrows.
“Really”
Harry and I begin to play the simple children’s game.
“So, thanks” I say
“For?”
“For paying for all of this you didn’t have too but you did and well, thanks”
“Hey, Liam and Danielle are my friends too; I want them to have a good time just like you”
I nod.
“But how did you afford this? Like all the rooms, the whole house is ours! And by the looks of it, so is the rest of the land. How were you able to afford the house and the land for all eight days?”
“I work hard”
“Not that hard” I say rolling my eyes.
Harry slowly stops clapping.
“We should get back, aren’t you going shopping with the girls?”
I nod slowly. Did he just dismiss me?
“So you’re not going to tell me?”
I ask again once we reach shore. Harry helps me out of the boat and proceeds to tie it to the dock.
“Does it matter?”
“Well, maybe not but I want to know” I say following him up the trail back to the house.
“I did tell you, I work hard”
“I find it hard to believe that your job at the tattoo parlor can pay for all this. Did you rob a bank?” I say jokingly.
He doesn’t respond.
“Did you really?” I ask a little unsure now.
“No! That’s just ridiculous”
I laugh relieved.
“Don’t scare me like that”
Harry and I reach the house. I pull on his shirt so he can face me.
“C’mon Harold, I just want a simple answer. How were you able to pay for all of this?” I motion with my hands around me emphasizing the size of the cottage area.
Harry leans down and pecks my lips.
“It’s a secret”
Notes
Something simple because there will be drama coming but I won't tell you when.What Via wore through out the day
9/8/13