Island Of Love.

Sierra gets stranded on an island in the middle of the pacific ocean after she goes overboard from a cruise ship. She thought she was the only one until she finds a boy, Harry Styles laying in the sand. Will this turn out to be Sierra's first true relationship?


3. The Kids With The Big Voices.

 "Harry, can you do me a favor?" I said while he went and filled up a coconut shell.

 "Yeah, sure, what is it?" He asked turning to face me.

 "Can you tell me what exactly you plan on doing with that? We can't drink it." He laughed.

 "Actually, yes we can. I am going to boil this to dissolve the salt. So, yes, we will survive." He smiled and sat the coconut shell on a rock in the fire. I honestly didn't see how this was going to work. But a few minutes later, the water was at a full boil.

 Apprehensive, I said, "Now, how is it supposed to cool off on a tropical island?" Smiling, he carefully sat the shell in a tide pool, so that it didn't fall over.  Shaking my head I said, "Harry Styles, you are my hero." I smiled and saw him blush but look proud. I finally admitted to myself that I really liked Harry. And I wasn't going to keep myself from liking him anymore.

 "Anytime Cutie." He smiled crookedly as he used his new pet name for me.

 "Harry, I have to talk to you later. It's important." I said as he went over to his now finished surfboard. "And you're not actually going to use that thing are you?" I asked as i winced at my leg. Getting bit by a sand shark is not something I would recommend. It wasn't a deep bite at all, but it still hurt like hell. I went over to the cooling water and poured some on my wound. It was healing really fast, no infection at all. Wincing as I walked back towards the shelter, I looked over at Harry, surfing the waves. Smiling, with the spray of the ocean in his face, he looked more beautiful than ever.

 "Harry! Come back in!!" I yelled. I needed to talk to him. Now. "Coming!" He yelled back slowly swimming back. Nervously twisting my fingers, I stared at he sat down his surfboard and slightly shook his hair.

 "Yeah?" He said sitting down.

  "Okay, I'm just going to say it. I like you Harry, I have for a while., but, well, you know." I blurted out quickly.

 "Whoa, whoa, whoa, back up here Cutie. What did you say?" He said with a look of shock on his face.

 "Harry Styles, I believe I said I like you. A lot." I replied. In my head that little voice was going, 'Ohmygodohmygodohmygod. I sat nervously looking at him while a smile slowly spread across his face.

 "Well, looks like little miss Sierra finally came around, didn't she?" He smirked and added, "Well, doesn't the macho man get a bear hug?" Smiling, I practically jumped on him. Almost knocking  him over, I giggled. He squeezed my tightly, and I wrapped my arms around his sides.

 Since he was getting all the fun, I said, "Well, doesn't the wimpy girl get a kiss?" I smiled and tilted my head to look at him. He smirked ad leaned down and softly brushed his lips across mine, just a whisper of what he felt. "Is that all you got Big Boy?" Smiling, he cupped my face in his hands, and pressing his lips to mine once more, he let all his passion for me flow through our kiss.

 Pulling away reluctantly I looked up again. His face was full of intensity that wasn't there before. "Harry..." I whispered. He leaned down and gave me a quick peck on the lips, then let me lean back on him, still holding m in his arms. It was better than I thought it would be. WAY better. I just hoped it was for him too.

 Sighing in content, I quickly fell into a deep sleep.

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