"Don't put yourself in pain," Liam says.
"It's okay, really." Then I limp out to the living room. And plop down on the couch. The boys all sit down somewhere. Harry by me.
"So, no swimming today?" Harry asks.
"Don't do stuff because I can't."
"You sure?" Niall asks.
"Okay then, let's swim!" Louis says.
*An Hour Later*
Everyone's swimming, but me. Which I'm cool with. I'm just sitting on the edge; my feet in the water. My legs have given me barely any pain. Only my right one when I walk. But I have to power through it. I'm a Tomlinson, and we don't stop for anything. Wow, that sounded good. I have no clue if us Tomlinson's have a saying, but oh well. I'll just go with it.
I look at the boys, they're playing Volleyball. They have a net and everything. Then Harry breaks away from the game, and comes swimming over to me. Poor boy, has to swim all the way over to the deep end. "You sure you're okay with us swimming?" he asks.
"For the thousandth time, yes. I'm 100% positive," I even give him a grin and a 'trust me face'.
He smiles, showing off his dimples. "Okay."
"Good. Why don't you go back to your volleyball game."
"Because I don't want to leave you over here all alone."
"Thanks. But I'm fine. I like listening to you boys sing as you play," then I laugh. "Sorry."
"That's fine babe," he goes under water. And tickles my feet.
I laugh, and laugh. A huge grin across my face.
He pops back up, smiling. His hair, wet and string, sticking to his face. "I almost forgot."
"We've got a band name," he gives me a huge smile.
"Really? What is it?"
"That's very unique. I like it."
He gets out of the pool, right beside me. "Thanks babe. 'Cause I came up with it." And then he kisses me. Before I can say anything.
And I catch myself thinking, "This is the guy I want to be with the rest of my life." I think I'm in love. Is that bad? I just met him.