Dangerous

Ahead of me was a small lake with trees all around it and a little dock you could stand on. I walked forward towards the dock and Harry followed me observantly. I stood in awe at the sight in front of me and I felt two arms wrap around me from behind. I leaned back into him and sighed.

"How did you find this place?"

"I don't really know actually. I was drunk and pissed one night and found myself here. Now, I just come here whenever I want to think or just be alone." His chin rested on the top of my head and I felt...safe.

"Well if this is you alone and thinking place, why did you bring me here?" I was happy he brought me here I was just really curious.

"Well, I think you earned it. I felt horrible about last night and wanted to make it up to you. You're the first person I've ever brought here."

"Wow, thank you Harry."

"Come here."

He slowly let go of me and led me further onto the dock. We were standing right at the edge and decided to sit. Harry sat with is legs open and motioned me to sit in between them. So, that's what I did. My back was leaning on his front and he wrapped his arms around me once again.

We sat in a comfortable silence for what seemed like five minuets, but when I checked my phone it had already been a half hour. This definitely made up for last night.

"So, Harry can I ask you something?"

"Shoot."

"Is this whole "bad boy" thing really who you are? Or is it just an act to get people to stay away from you?"

"I think a little bit of both. It started out just an act to get people to leave me alone, but then it just turned into something that I was. It became a part of me."

"Are you ever not like tough and bad?"

"I have not really had a reason to be good. Maybe I can and maybe I can't. I don't really know, but i'm willing to try."

"And why is that?"

"Because I saw the look in your eyes last night, Spencer. You were scared of me and I never, and I mean never, want you to ever be afraid of me. If that means being good for you then so be it."

When Harry said that my heart swelled a little. The way he might try and change just for me makes my heart and head pound a little harder.

He interrupted my thoughts and stood up.

"Alright enough with the heavy. Let's go swimming."

"Harry, you're crazy."

"No i'm not. It's warm, there's a lake right in front of us, why is that so crazy."

The idea of swimming with Harry right here right now was really exciting. I get to see him with his shirt off.. no what am I thinking?

"Harry, I don't have a bathing suit."

"You're wearing a bra and panties right?"

"Well yes, bu-"

"Perfect. It's like the same thing now lets go!"

He took his shoes off first and then his shirt. I was mesmerized by the way his back muscles contracted when he pulled the shirt up and over his head. He turned his head and looked at me before giving me a smirk. He turned back around and ran off the dock, diving head first into the water.

He resurfaced seconds later with a big smile on his face that you couldn't help but smile with him.

"Come on, Spencer. Don't leave me in here alone!"

I debated in my head whether I should or not and before I knew what I was doing my shoes were off.

"Turn around."

"Seriously? Don't be like that, it's not a big deal."

"Turn around Harry, or i'm not coming in."

He pouted but eventually gave in spinning around and treading the water. I took my pants off first and then my shirt. He turned around with a big cheeky grin on his face and I yelped running toward the water. I jumped in and made a big splash. When I resurfaced I swam over to Harry.

He grabbed my waist and pulled me to him. With one arm he wrapped my legs around his stomach. He leaned in with our lips almost touching. The anticipation was killing me and I couldn't wait any longer. I threaded my fingers through his wet hair and pushed out lips together.

That same feeling of fire igniting in every inch, every cell of my body. We were the only two people that mattered. He ran his tongue over my bottom lip asking for entrance. I parted my lips slightly allowing what he wanted. His tongue explored every inch of my mouth and I was weak at the knees. If he weren't holding me above water I may have drowned. I pulled away in desperate need of some air and rested my forehead against his. Both of our breathing was unsteady and in need. That famous smirk rested on his lips and I couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking. He leaned in and his mouth rested right at my ear.

"By the way, you look incredibly sexy in red lace."

Notes

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