Fateful Night

Who would have thought that one night could change everything? After he comes across a scene to remember and helps Casey escape from a rape, Harry is hopelessly confused as his whole world has turned upsidedown and he finds himself falling for the unexpected love. Both Casey's and Harry's P.O.V in this story. Comment down below what you think and give suggestions :) Favorite and like this and I will update more :)hope you enjoy


7. Kiss Kiss

Maybe Casey made the right choice not telling. I probably would have done the same thing. "Where do you want to go?" I asked her. I wasn't sure if she wanted to come over or what. "Can we go get something to eat?" She asked. I heard her belly grumble. I knew she was hungry. "Yeah sure. Where do you want to go?" "Anywhere" she replied. I drove in to the drive through of the Arby's, a couple roads down. I wasn't very hungry, so I just ordered her a burger and fries. She picked her purse up and dug out her wallet. "No, no Casey I'll pay."
"No, Harry you pay for me too much! I can buy my own lunch, it's fine" she insisted. I knew she wouldn't drop it. "Okay, whatever you say" I said shrugging it off. I drove up to the window and took the paper bag with her food. Man, that smelled good. I kind of wanted a burger now. Oh well. I drove out of Arby's and was headed towards the house. I parked in my driveway and climbed out of the car. I walked in front of Casey and opened the door. After she walked it I pushed it shut. I turned around and saw Casey immediately sitting at the kitchen counter, stuffing the burger in her mouth. She took like half the burger with one bite. I laughed at her. She laughed to "don't look at me!" She said with her mouth full. I went over and sat next to her. I grabbed the burger and took a bite of it. "Hey!" Casey said at me, finally swallowing her food. "What? It smells really good." She pushed me away from her food and scooched it to the other side of her. I snatched a handful of her fries and stuffed them in my mouth. "Cut it out! She slapped my arm. I laughed at her and got up. She glared at me and guarded her food. Funny girl. I walked into the living room and sat down on the couch. I reached for the TV remote and kicked my feet up on the coffee table. I flicked the TV on. Casey came and sat next to me when she was done eating. We were watching The Simpsons. It was really easy to make Casey laugh. She laughed at almost anything they said. The commercial break came on and I tried to make her laugh. "Knock knock" I said looking at her. "Who's there" "I'm an owl" "I'm an owl who?" She said. I started laughing uncontrollably. She sat there looking kind of confused. "Hoo hoo" I said, thinking that would give her some kind of a clue. "Oh" she said, smiling but not laughing. I turned the TV off and walked into my room. She sprawled herself out on the couch now that she had room. I came back in the living room wearing a pair of grey swimming shorts. I tossed her the bikini I bought her yesterday. She looked at me. "What's this?" She said to me. "A swimsuit... Duh. Lets go swimming, yeah?" "Alright" she said kind of sighing. 

Casey's P.O.V

Harry just threw a bikini at me... Thanks. He wanted to go swimming. I finally agreed. I didn't take much, it was hard for me to say no to him. I went in the bathroom to go change into my bikini. It was one of those push-up bikinis that I like. It was solid yellow, and the bottoms were white. They tied at the side. I tied them as tight as I could, I didn't want them falling off in the waves. I ripped the bandage off my hip. It was healing pretty well. Matt touching it ripped part of the scab off, but it was fine. My lightly colored swim suit clashed perfectly with my tan skin, and made my boobs look great. I loved it. I stepped out of the bathroom and saw Harry sitting on the couch with towels next to him. He was scrolling threw his phone, on twitter I was guessing. He looked up. He smiled softy at me. He wouldn't say anything, or look away. "Come on" I broke the silence. "Oh... Yeah" he laughed at himself. We walked out the glass back door. That whole wall was a window. We walked down the steep steps leading to the beach. The beautiful private, empty beach, just for us. There were so many stairs! We were walking down them for almost 2 minutes. We finally got to the sand. I flipped my towel out and fixed it up so it was straight. Harry just dropped his in the sand, running out to the water right away. I layed down on my towel, soaking up the big warm sun. "Are you coming?" I heard Harry yell from the water. "In a little" I said, not even looking up. I listened to the waves crashing against the shore, and slapping against the rocks. I heard harry splashing out of the water. I opened one eye and saw him coming towards me. He leaned down and scooped me up and threw me over his shoulder. I screamed and tried to get off. He carried me into the water. He went in about waist deep and dropped me in the water. "Oh my god!" I squealed as the cold water rushed around me until my shoulders. I tried to get up before the next wave came. I got up but the water rushed into my body, slamming me back. It pushed me all the way under water, rolling me a couple times. I popped back up wiping the water out of my eyes. Harry was laughing at me. I splashed over to him and dunked his head into the water. Now who's laughing? Me. He came back up and flipped his long curls, splashing water on me. I squealed again. I gave him a little push to get him of balance right before the next wave came. The wave swept him off his feet and washed almost all the way to shore. The undertow was pulling sand out from under my feet. I loved that feeling. Harry got back in the water. We were both neck deep in the water. We were gliding over the waves before they could knock us over. I started getting cold and swam back to the shore. I was sitting in the warm sun and Harry came to join me. "Wanna head back up to the house?" He asked me. I nodded and we headed back up. The stairs were so much worse going up. It took forever and my legs were so worn out. When we got to the house I changed into my clothes and flopped down on Harry's bed. Harry walked in his room. He must not have noticed me, because he pulled his shorts off. I screamed, letting him know I was there. I put the blankets over my face so I would see him. From the glimpse I got I could see his cute little butt. "Oh my god I'm so sorry" he blushed as he reached for anything to cover himself with. He ran into the bathroom connected to his room, and closed the door. I was so embarrassed, and Im pretty sure he was too. I got out of his room as fast as I could. I heard him open the door and pull clothes out of the drawers. He walked out trying to pretend like that didn't happen but he was still blushing uncontrollably. I started laughing. I put my hands over my face and started laughing harder, and harder. Harry began to laugh too. Not as hard as me. I made myself stop laughing but I was still smiling. "You have a cute butt" I said giggling. He turned to the side and spanked himself cheekily. It was adorable. He came over and sat next to me on the couch. "You really thinks its cute?" He said smiling. "Mhmm" I hummed. "Well you're cute too" he said getting a little bit closer. "Really!" I exaggerated my shock. "Mhmm" he mimicked me. He was leaning over and his face was right in front of mine. He got closer. I still had to talk. I knew he was going to try to kiss me. "You're cute" I joked. I held his face and pulled it into mine. He kissed me softly, and pulled away. I didn't want soft. I leaned forwards and kissed him again. He kissed back. We were kissing for awhile befor he leaned me back, and soon enough, was laying on top of me. He kissed harder now, pushing his tongue into my mouth. He wrapped his arms around me tightly, before getting up and picked me up with him. I wrapped my legs around his waist as he walked us down into his room. He threw me on the bed and climbed on top of me, kissing me hungrily. Our tongues tangled with each other. We were breathing hard. He broke he kiss and looked down, trying to undo my pants. "No, Harry I don't want to do that" I told him. He stopped, respecting my limits. He looked back at me, his face right infront of mine. He didn't kiss me again. He just looked at me. His sparkling green eyes were looking straight into mine. They had a light disappointment in them. He was still smiling at me though. I put my hands on the back of his head, playing with his curls. He brought his head down and gave me a soft, short kiss. "You're cute" he smiled.

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