TWO GHOSTS

Chapter Twenty / We're Going to The Ocean. (PART 1)

The cold air outside evaporated slowly, the sun's rays were shining through your blinds. The heat was becoming more and more intense. There were hardly any clouds anymore to cover the sun, which caused heat waves to strike the U.K. The outside weather was no different from inside your apartment, either way it was uncomfortable for you. 

You kicked off your sheets in the morning, your forehead sweating. You sat up, looking toward the window which was directly facing the sun. Grumpily, you got off your bed and walked down the hall. Your eyes shifted to Harry who was topless and with no blanket covering him. He was wearing briefs to keep him cool, but it wasn't helping. He was sweating. You poured two glasses of cool water, knowing Harry wouldn't sleep for long. 

Walking over with the two glasses, Harry was shifting on the couch. He murmured with closed eyes, "It's hot for the AM."

"I know. Water?" You offered a glass.

He didn't hesitate to grab it and drink, sitting on the edge of the couch. His elbows rested on his knees, letting out a sigh. He asked, "Is the AC still broken?"

You nodded.

Harry leaned back against the couch, "I might take a cold shower then."

Shower.

The word would forever sound different to you. Just last week, you and Tyler stepped into a shower together. You were both holding onto each other for several minutes in silence as the hot water cascaded down both your bodies. His hands brushed along your skin, but nothing ever happened. Harry never caught you two, but at the time you didn't care. All you cared about was Tyler, how much his words meant to you. 

You looked over to Harry who had his eyes shut, "Have you spoken to Tyler about..." your voice trailed off, but he knew what you were referring to. You slipped about you and Harry having sex to Tyler. Tyler was fine with you, but you weren't sure how things were going between the brothers since then. 

Harry looked down, "No, I haven't. He doesn't really talk to me, just you." 

You never noticed it, but it's true. Every time Tyler came over, he would pay more attention to you than to Harry. He said very little words to Harry, focusing his attention on you instead. You mumbled, "I keep messing shit up." Harry looked at you. He moved closer to you despite being hot. He grabbed your hand, "Don't put yourself down, alright? I'm not the one who hasn't said a word." Harry's words didn't change your mood as he hoped it would. Harry tried a different approach, "Wanna take a shower with me?"

Blood rushed to your cheeks, "No." You smiled.

Harry teased, yanking at your tank top, "Show me some skin, Kitten." He leaned his head in, kissing your neck gently. The brush of his lips made you flush uncontrollably. Harry stood up, holding onto your arms. He playfully led you onto your feet, "Shower with me,"

You giggled, "Why should I?"

Harry paused, "I'll make you purr."

You looked at him. The area between your legs tingled. You smiled, "I'll shower after you."

Harry slowly smiled, "If you change your mind, you know where I'll be." You watched him walk into the restroom. You knew how his bare body looked. His soft flawless skin covered in tattoos, his deep V that led to his groin. It was tempting to follow, strip, and feel your wet body against his. But you stood your ground, sitting back onto the couch.

. . .

Showered and refreshed, you and Harry changed into casual clothing. You didn't plan on going anywhere today, especially since it was your day off. A knock on the door interrupted your talk with Harry. Not needing an invitation inside, Tyler walked in. He was dressed differently, out of character. He was wearing a black tank top and white swimming trunks. With black sunglasses on, he said, "It's fucking hot."

You nodded, "Good morning."

Tyler said, "Ready to go?"

You looked at him, "W-what?"

"We're going to the ocean." He grinned, "Did you really think we'd stay indoors with a broken AC?" He chuckled, "Go change, the car is packed with everything we need." Tyler urged you more, "Go on, princess." 

As if he had control on you, you walked to your room. It was all sudden, last minute plans, but it sounded fun. As you picked out what you were going to wear, Harry was handed a pair of trunks from Tyler. Tyler avoided eye contact, "She'll want you to come too." Tyler walked away before Harry could say anything, "I'll be waiting in the car." He closed the door behind him.

Meanwhile, you picked out a burgundy two piece swimsuit. You looked at your imperfections, staring into the mirror. You turned to the side, sucking in. Your hand laid onto your stomach, flattening it out so much, it looked awkward. Your nose twitched, you titled your head to the side.

"You look perfect."

You quickly set your arms to your side and turned to Harry who was standing underneath the door-frame. You lowered your eyes as he approached you, "You don't need to change anything about yourself (Y/N)." He lowered his head a bit so he was able to plant a kiss on your head. You were smiling a bit, not saying a word. His green eyes sparked, looking into yours. You finally said, "Sometimes I don't understand why you and Tyler are chasing after me."

Harry smirked, "It's because we both see something that you don't." He gently kissed your lips. His hands rested on your waist, slowly caressing along your back as he deepened the kiss. His fingertips grazed along your skin, giving you goosebumps. You let out a soft exhale, making him grin. Harry continued kissing you, every now and then his hands made its way down to your ass. He cupped it, his chest pumping rapidly. He tasted amazing, it was addicting. You didn't want it to stop. Your hands rested on his chest, ready to reel him in closer--

BEEP, BEEP

Tyler's car horn jerked you two away. 

You noticed a string of saliva connecting to yours and Harry's mouth. Harry finally noticed too, smiling. In sync, you both wiped your own mouths. Harry cleared his throat, "He's getting impatient. We should hurry."

You nodded, "Sure." 

Harry changed into his trunks and put on a t-shirt. He slid into some sandals. You put on some sandals too, along with a t-shirt and a pair of shorts over the bottom half of your swimsuit. You both walked out, locking the door behind you both. The heat struck you both, making you cringe. You whined a bit, making Harry smirk. You sat in the back, sitting next to a cooler and a bag filled with sunscreen, towels, and extra sunglasses. You grabbed one that suited you best. You laid your head against the window, staring out.

Harry was in the passenger seat despite him and Tyler not talking much. He would occasionally look over to you, always with a smile. Tyler would every now and then look in the rear view mirror to you too, just to see how you were doing. 

Tyler let down the windows when the ocean was in view. The cold ocean air was refreshing, brushing against your body as the car drove closer to the location. You looked over to Harry. His side profile was all you can see. You looked over to Tyler now, through the rear view mirror. You can only spot his sunglasses over his eyes. You couldn't read any of the two. Were they excited? Was Harry only going because of you? You sighed quietly, not to draw attention to yourself. 

Either way, whatever was going to happen, you wanted to make the best of today.