Little Things

Chapter 27

He shrugged. "I was inspired by you, even when we were just friends."

I smiled and asked, "What other songs were about me?"

"Let's see," Harry said. "There was 'Diana,' 'Through the Dark,' 'You and I,' '18,' 'If I Could Fly,' 'Perfect,' and 'Sweet Creature.'"

I was shocked. "You've written seven songs about me?"

He smiled. "You're my inspiration for a lot of things. I do what I do to provide for you and Elizabeth."

"I love you, Harry," I said.

"And I love you, Sara," he replied.

Once we got to the beach, I laid out to tan. Harry was recognized by some fans, and he graciously took pictures with them, thanking them for their continued support. A few asked for pictures with me, which surprised me.

"I hope one day I find a guy who treats me the way Harry treats you," one girl told me.

"I know you will," I replied, smiling.

After the initial wave of fans passed, Harry kept trying to get me to come into the water.

"I'm tanning," I said.

"You can get a better tan if you go into the water," Harry retorted.

"I don't want to go in."

Harry had a mischievous grin on his face. I knew exactly what he was about to do.

"Harry Styles, don't even think about it," I warned him.

"Or what?" Harry challenged.

"Or you're sleeping on the couch, not with me, and you'll have to go an extra three months without me."

Harry looked like he was debating it in his head.

"I'll risk it," he said before hauling me over his shoulder.

"Harry Styles!" I shrieked. "Put me down!"

Harry just laughed and kept walking towards the water.

"Put me down, Harry!" I yelled.

"Okay," he said, plopping me into the water. It was cold, even by California standards.

"That's not what I meant," I snapped.

"You love me, though. So you can't stay mad," Harry said.

"And why can't I be mad at you?" I challenged.

Harry smirked. "Because you've gone nine months without me already."

I rolled my eyes, blushing. "You're so odd," I said.

"Just kiss me already," Harry replied.

I leaned up and wrapped my hands around his neck. I placed my lips on his, much to Harry's satisfaction. He put his hands on my hips, holding me in place. I could hear cameras snapping pictures of us. But, for once, I didn't really care. I just focused on Harry, in that specific moment.

"What time is it?" I asked, breaking away from the kiss.

"Uh, I'm not sure. Let's go check," Harry replied.

He took my hand in his and led me back to our beach bag. Harry pulled out his phone and checked the time.

"It's currently 2pm," Harry announced.

"What time did you make the reservation for?" I asked.

"6:30," he answered.

"Okay, how about we leave in like, 30 minutes?" I suggested.