Something to remember

Harry and the boys are on break from their tour, having fun and relaxing. But when beautiful and confindent Jenna tumbles through his window one night, everything changes. She takes him on an adventure of a life time and shows him a love he's never expirienced.


8. sun rise

Jenna's POV

We had almost completed all the things on the list, each time was more and more fun. I won't go into great detail to describe exactly what we did, but lets just say the target storage room is probably the most fun place to ride bikes through... I glanced at the clock in Harry's car it was nearly 5:30 a.m "Ok so only one more thing left on this list" I said with a yawn. Harry nodded keeping his eyes on the road. We were both extremely tired, but it didn't matter, this had been one of the most fun nights of my life. "So what do we have to do?" He asked. "Go up to the beach and take a picture of the sun rising to prove we were out all night." I replied leaning my head on his shoulder. Even though we had only been out for one night we  really had the chance to talk and get to know each other. Harry was a really sweet down to earth guy and I was glad he had decided to come. After about 5 minutes we pulled up to the beach. The sky was lightening up and was now more of a  watery purpleish pink color, I could faintly see the outline of the moon in the distance. We sat down in the sand and took in the morning. "Can I tell you a secret I asked turing towards him. "Sure" he smiled that adorable half smile of his. "Katie never said I couldn't use her car, I was just wanted you to come with me." I said, biting my lip as I do whenever I'm nervous "I'm glad I did" Harry responded. I relaxed a little and leaned my body against him and he put his arm around me. We sat in silence for a little bit, but it wasn't an awkward silence, it was a good kind. The faded rays of the sun the started to peak out over the horizon. I took out my phone and faced it towards us. "Smile" said as I took the picture of us, the sun in the background. "Let me see it" Harry said reaching for my phone. I showed him the picture; you could tell we hadn't had any sleep, my hair was a mess and a small amount of face paint remained on my cheek, but I didn't care. I liked that the picture wasn't perfect, it was real and thats all that really mattered.

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