"How about we go swimming?" Harry asked.
My stomach dropped. I quickly tried to think of an excuse. "We don't have bathing suits." I said.
He pulled out a pair of swim shorts and a tankinni for me. "Yeah we do." He said smiling.
"You're so cheeky." I nervously laughed. He always said I should wear a bikinni or at least a tankinni but I always kept to the solid one piece.
He grinned. "So, wanna go?" He laughed.
"Yeah, that would be great." I said and nervously took the bathing suit and went to the bathroom. Maybe it will be okay, I thought to myself. I slipped on the bottom part and you could hardly see any of the scars but it was a little lose. I put on the top and that was okay. I pulled up with bottoms as much as I possibly could and pulled down the top as much as possible without any cleveage showing. I put my clothes in my bag. No scars were visible, I sighed and put on a fake smile and opened the door.
Harry walked out of the male bathroom a few seconds later. He was wearing swimming shorts with no shirt, exposing the chest tattoos. He smiled at me, "You look great babe." He said and slipped his hand into mine. "What's wrong?" He asked.
"Nothing." I lied. I hate lying to him, he doesnt deserve it.
He sighed knowing I was lying. He looked at me with a disappointed look on his face and I couldnt stand it. "Ready to go?" He tried to cheer up.
"Sure." I said and we went into the water. We splashed around for a bit and got out.
We just layed in the hot sand, lost in our own worlds. "I love you." I said breaking the long silence between us.
"Love you too." He saidsaid, sounding distracted. He gave me a really small weak smile. He sighed and got up. He said nothing and went to the car. He came back in a minute. "We have a reservation tonight, if you would like to go." He said.
"Okay." I pulled my phone out of my bag and it was already 5. "What time?" I asked.
"7:30, I thought maybe we should go back to get ready." He said.
"Alright." I said and we started picking stuff up. He still had a sad look in his eyes. We quickly finished and got in the car. I couldn't stand it any longer. He started the car. "Harry, what's wrong?" I asked. I hope I didn't do something
"Nothing." He lied.
"Harry please, you look sad." I said.
"Why would I be sad?"
"I dont know, thats why Im asking. I care about you and whats bothering you." I said.
He sighed. "Nothing is wrong love." He said.
I watched him aas he drove. He wasnt acting like the Harry I know. I mentally sighed. The reat of the ride was silence. We got back to my place and he pulled out a suitcase from the trunk and we went inside. He went into the bathroom with his bag and I went into my room. I looked through my cloest and found the perfect dress. I changed into a light pink dress that went to my knees with a sweetheart neck line. It was slightly puffy towards the bottom. I put on white flats. Now for my hair I quickly dried it and I curled it a bit. Most of it went down my back but a braided strand was held up by a white and matching pink small flower clip in my hair. I did my basic everyday make up. A light shade of lipstick, blender and mascara. I looked in the mirror and I liked what I saw. I walked out into the kitchen to get water and Harry was already there.