Year Two
Swimming
Rachel's P.O.V.
Rolling my eyes, I checked my phone again. Ashton and I were meant to meet on the beach 15 minutes ago and I was getting impatient. Louis was lounging on a towel next to me, reading Stephen King's 'Misery'.
"Just go in the water yourself Rach. When Ashton gets here, he'll join you I'm sure," Louis suggested, noticing my eagerness to get in.
I sighed, knowing he was right but wanting to wait for Ashton all the same.
"Fine, fine, watch my phone," I mumbled in response, tossing my phone onto his back, tugging off my tank top.
"Oi," he chuckled rolling over slightly to glance at me. Once he did, his eyes widened slightly at the sight of my emerald green bikini.
I pulled my hair up into a bun, ignoring Louis' stare. "If he shows up, tell him I couldn't wait any longer," I added, before heading towards the water.
"Ahh, Louis you have to come swimming! The water's amazing!" I exclaimed happily and I kneeled down on my towel, which was placed next to his. I had spent at least 25 minutes in the water and there was still no sign of Ashton.
"Maybe later Rach," he smiled ruefully before handing me my phone. "It hasn't stopped buzzing for the last few minutes, I assume Irwin's been calling," he explained.
I simply nodded in response, unlocking the phone quickly. However, instead of missed calls from Ashton, I had 4 missed calls from Harry. I frowned at the phone in confusion. Was Harry okay? What would have been so urgent?
I tried calling him back and immediately got his voicemail. I didn't have long to wonder about what it was he needed because all of a sudden I spotted him walking toward us, his expression stormy.
"What's up?"
The words were barely out of Louis' mouth when I gasped. Harry's right hand was slightly swollen, traces of blood along his knuckles.
"Are you bleeding?!" I exclaimed in horror, instantly rising to examine his injured hand. Within seconds, Louis was standing next to me, fixing Harry with his confused gaze.
"Not my blood.." Harry trailed off, meeting my eye. I raised an eyebrow in question.
He sighed, looking down at the sand and then back up to me.
"There's.. There's something I need to tell you.. And I should probably do it inside," he said softly.
I nodded my agreement, exchanging a confusion look with Louis before following Harry along the beach, back towards the hotel.
Rolling my eyes, I checked my phone again. Ashton and I were meant to meet on the beach 15 minutes ago and I was getting impatient. Louis was lounging on a towel next to me, reading Stephen King's 'Misery'.
"Just go in the water yourself Rach. When Ashton gets here, he'll join you I'm sure," Louis suggested, noticing my eagerness to get in.
I sighed, knowing he was right but wanting to wait for Ashton all the same.
"Fine, fine, watch my phone," I mumbled in response, tossing my phone onto his back, tugging off my tank top.
"Oi," he chuckled rolling over slightly to glance at me. Once he did, his eyes widened slightly at the sight of my emerald green bikini.
I pulled my hair up into a bun, ignoring Louis' stare. "If he shows up, tell him I couldn't wait any longer," I added, before heading towards the water.
"Ahh, Louis you have to come swimming! The water's amazing!" I exclaimed happily and I kneeled down on my towel, which was placed next to his. I had spent at least 25 minutes in the water and there was still no sign of Ashton.
"Maybe later Rach," he smiled ruefully before handing me my phone. "It hasn't stopped buzzing for the last few minutes, I assume Irwin's been calling," he explained.
I simply nodded in response, unlocking the phone quickly. However, instead of missed calls from Ashton, I had 4 missed calls from Harry. I frowned at the phone in confusion. Was Harry okay? What would have been so urgent?
I tried calling him back and immediately got his voicemail. I didn't have long to wonder about what it was he needed because all of a sudden I spotted him walking toward us, his expression stormy.
"What's up?"
The words were barely out of Louis' mouth when I gasped. Harry's right hand was slightly swollen, traces of blood along his knuckles.
"Are you bleeding?!" I exclaimed in horror, instantly rising to examine his injured hand. Within seconds, Louis was standing next to me, fixing Harry with his confused gaze.
"Not my blood.." Harry trailed off, meeting my eye. I raised an eyebrow in question.
He sighed, looking down at the sand and then back up to me.
"There's.. There's something I need to tell you.. And I should probably do it inside," he said softly.
I nodded my agreement, exchanging a confusion look with Louis before following Harry along the beach, back towards the hotel.
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Make sure you guys check out the sequel! Chapter One is up now, make sure you read to find out what happens with everyone, and how their relationships are different coming back to Cambridge this year.
5/12/17