"Promise you will catch me?"

A smile creeped up on my face as I nodded and chuckled, "promise!"

"The last one to reach the water is a loser" he tags me and runs away at full speed.

"Oh no you don't-" I run behind him equally fast to grab him or reach the water, whichever comes first.

We both dive into the water and it was the best feeling ever. Watching him enjoy and swimming as best as he could. And then the real fun began with the swimming competition, but it doesn't matter if you don't have a prize to win. Zayn and Liam were finally back from their get some spree and now they were the one monitoring the competition, minus the prize.

"So, what's the prize?" He whispered excitedly.

I thought a little about it and an idea popped into my head,

"The winner gets to do whatever they want to the loser" I smirked devilishly. The way Harry blushed was all I needed to know this was actually the best prize.

"Thats- that's not a prize! Nope...i am not agreeing to it!" His voice shivered.

"Why? Afraid to lose Styles?" I smirked.

"You wish!" He snickers at me as we both get ready for the competition to start.

As much I appreciate Harry trying his hardest to win, I just had to do it. I had to win. And I did. How? I whispered something in Harry's ear just before the start,

"I want you in your thongs tonight..."

The whistle went off and I dived in while Harry in his flustered state just stared, his eyes wide and his jaw dropped. Needless to say, I won because he was too disbalanced by the thought i had put in his mind.

"You cheated!!!" He yelled at me, but it wasn't exactly anger, it was him being flustered.

"No I didn't. Zayn, Liam did you guys saw me cheating?" I smirked at him as I saw the flush in his cheeks rising.

Both of them nodded in disagreement as we all started with the getting dried and eating something. God, that was the time i found out, Harry can get really mad at you because he is so turned on because of you. It was lowkey hot watching him mad for losing but winning either way. He was angrily trying to dry himself, snatching the towel away from my hands, not talking to me, or not sitting next to me or annoying me. But when he "accidentally" threw away my dinner, I have had enough.

"You know, you really shouldn't piss off someone who's gonna control whether you finish tonight or not" I smirk in glory.

He literally turned into the blushing emoji. The way his breath dropped, I was sure I had knocked the attitude right out of him. For the rest of the night he didn't say much or did anything at all and I was loving this colour on him. But not so much so as to get comfortable with. I knew I had flustered him to the point he can't get anything out without sounding riled up and that was amazingly hot to watch. The ride back was pretty simple and modest, thankfully. It was not very late but was 2am in the morning and all of us were kinda sleepy. As excited I was to claim my prize, I was tired too. I had no idea when me and harry had drifted off to sleep but when the jeep came to a halt, we both opened our eyes and surprisingly my head was resting on his shoulder. As I looked up towards him, he looked down at me and our lips were only inches apart. It felt like we will kiss any moment now so we both sprinted away from each other as fast as was possible.

We immediately get off and bid goodbye to Zayn and Liam. I watch Harry sleepily take off his jacket and shoes and walk disorientedly towards his room. I was afraid he will fall down the stairs and break himself, so I grabbed his waist as I helped him towards his room. I leave him after situating him on the bed, and Harry bids a good night in a rather deep voice. I wish him a good night too. As soon as Iay on my bed, my phone dings,

*Today was fun. Thank you Lou. Good night ❤️*

I smile at his text as I text him back,

*Yeah, it was fun. Good night ✌️*

A second later, another text comes from Harry,

*Open your door, I am coming over*

At first, I was confused at his text but I didn't have time to make anything out as he knocked and then opened the door. He closed the door and started taking off his shirt as he got onto the bed, grabbed my ankles and pulled me at the edge of the bed. It was all too sudden to grasp especially when he was eagerly taking off my pants. He took off my boxers and my pants off in one go and got on his knees at the front of the bed. He looked at me while his hand rested on my thigh.

"What are you doing Haz?" I rasped in desperation and desire.

"What I should have done hours ago" he growled in his deep voice as he took all of me in.

My head fell back in pleasure and a moan escaped my lips. With the intensity, I grab his curls and he digs his nails in my hips. Amidst the pleasure and Harry, there's one thought that's getting prominent,

Truly Great Going Universe....thank you for this!

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