JUST GOT LUCKY novel Chapter 42

CHAPTER 42

PICNIC

LINDY’S POV

"I just do because I know you.” Harry answers with a smile.

"Well aren't you gonna tell us yet where you are? I'm so curious as well. All the lad are out and about doing stuff and you’re the only on MIA."

Harry’s brwos furrowed, “I am not MIA.”

“Then if you’re not, where on earth are you?”

Harry glances at me while answering, "Im home."

"Which house?" Nick was quick to ask.

"The one I live at." Harry answered sarcastically as I stopped myself from laughing.

"You are being sarcastic to me right now. Well, what time is it in your place?"

"It's almost two am."

"Two?” Nick exclaims loudly sounding surprised. “You're probably in America. I'm sure you are. Either in California, or LA."

Harry laughs under his throat.

“Maybe Canada because your doppelganger was seen there the other day.”

Harry just smiles while laughing again, “I didn’t know I had a doppelganger. I am sure he is more handsome than I am.”

“Oh trust me darling, it’s a splitting image.”

I admired how cool Harry is taking this call and seemed so unbothered unlike how he was when he was asked during his interview in Liverpool.. "You're not going to track where I am, right?"

Nick laughs too while answering, “I wish I could. I asked the other lads about you and they were all mum. Well trained robots by Simon.”

Harry laughs even louder, “I’m sure the lads are also enjoying their time off.”

“I bet they are dear. I hope I didn't disturb you Harry. Did I wake you up?" Nick asked.

"No. You didn't. I'm about to sleep." Harry answered so honestly and I just adore him ever more.

"Oh! I'll let you have your sleep now. Sorry Harry. Thanks for answering the call as usual."

"All right. Bye. Have a good day." Harry hang up as I smiled at him. “What are you smiling about?”

“You seem to have a lot of people who wants to know where you are all the time.” I say.

Harry chuckles, “Everyone wants to know and I don’t know why too.”

"Your hair's done." I tell him.

He grabbed the towel and threw it on the couch. "Let's sleep now?" he asked touching my thighs.

“Harry?”

“Yes, babe?”

“I hope it’s always like this with you.”

Harry smiles at me before holding my hand and kissing my knukles, “I hope too.”

I woke up on a lovely bright morning and as I moved my head to my side, I stared at Harry who was still sleeping beside me. Last night was one of the best and I hope we can do it much as we want to without worrying anything. Everything I did with him will always be forever to me.

I stare longer at Harry and how adorable he looks sleeping like a baby. His pinkish full lips were subtly parted as he snores lowly, his lashes were long as it rests over his cheeks as my eyes stares at his arm which was filled with tons of tattoos that probably meant a lot to him. I noticed that he had no robe on and as soon as pulled the duvet up and confirmed it that he was naked. His arm was on my waist while he was facing me. I turned to face him and started playing with curls before I carefully planted my lips over his mouth and I felt him smiling.

"Morning." He whispered.

"You were awake?" I asked.

He nodded while chuckling deeply under his throat. “A few minutes ago.” He opens his eyes and smiles at me, “Look at you.”

“Why?”

“You’re a whole damn meal.”

I laughed and he laughs with me too. He moves closer and subtly kisses my shoulder. "What time is it?" I asked.

"Probably nine.” He stares at me while pushing my hair off my face, "You shouldn't just be smacking my lips when you greet me in the morning." He says before diving into my mouth and started kissing me deeply.

Damn, he makes me feel good in the morning.

As soon as we finished kissing, I pulled myself out of bed but Harry seemed to still be lazying on the mattress. "Come on now. Wake up already!" I called out to him.

"Wait, five minutes..." He mumbled.

"I guess I'm taking shower alone then?" I teased him as I started walking my way to the bathroom.

"And I'm up." He hurriedly replied as I watch him spring out of the bed and chases me to the bathroom. I squealed as soon as he caught while wrapping his arms around my waist and we were both naked as he kept kissing my cheek and my neck which tickles me.

"You really know how to tease me Miss Swanepoel." He whispered behind my ear while holding my hips with both of his hands.

We stand in front of the bathroom’s mirror while his hands were now playing with my nipples as I feel his erection growing. He pressed it against me as I feel it getting harder against my butt while his mouth is now kissing my neck. His hand slides down to my vagina and started rubbing my nub with his fingers. I moan as soon as he rubs it even faster while he watches me on the mirror.

“Bend over baby.” He says to my ear.

I obliged and adjusted myself to our position as I lean over the marbled sink of the bathroom for him to enter. Harry strokes himself before he pushes his hard erection inside me and loved how he moans the moment he was inside.

“That’s a fucking wet ass pussy.” He moans as he begins to pull himself out and started pounding on my vagina harder than how he fucked me last night. He grabs both of my shoulders with his hands as he begins to thrust on me harder and deeper. I was drowning with my own moan as it felt so good when he pulls it in and out ridiculously fast.

When we finished, we prepared ourselves and owre some clean clothes before we head out. I was wearing a red half sleeved dress while Harry wears hiw white shirt, black skinny pants which were really skinny and his brown boots that he seems to love so much. Paul came to our door and invited us to have breakfast at his grandparents house and that’s when I knew his grandparents owns this entire lovely inn. We headed out of our cabin and followed Paul to another house.

We walked along the foyer and headed to the dining table were Paul introduced me to his grandparents and we shared a meal together. It was really delicious and a good way to start a morning especially that the foods were exceptional. We talked about a lot of stuff with Paul and his grandparents and how adorable her grandmother when she kept telling us that Harry and I looked great to be together. Harry seemed happy to hear it too and it instantly brighten his day.

After having breakfast, we thanked them and headed out to the fields which had tons of yellow colored flowers where I was getting to excited. We got on the van and drove our way to the field. I know my mom said I need to be back home early, but then I wanted to spend more time with Harry because I don’t know when I will see him again since he is busy with his tour with the other 1D boys. We got to the field and it was peaceful and windy and incredibly the closest thing I have been to nature. I sat down on the park bench and just stared at the marvelous and enormous field with lots and lots of yellow flowers.

"This place is wonderful." I commented.

"Yeah. I can always come here if I want to rest from the paps following me around back in the city." Harry answers.

Harry and I laid out the blanket over a short trimmed grass and placed everything we needed for the picnic. I placed my head on his shoulder while our hands were intertwining as we were both staring at the field of yellow flowers. They were a true beauty and I have never been close to nature and it feels so damn good. Paul finally arrived and handed Harry his Macbook.

"Wanna watch something?" Harry asks me.

"A movie?"

"Anything you want."

"Can I get on Twitter first?” I asked kindly. “I want to get onto something in there.”

I watch as Harry unlock his laptop before handing it to me, “Sure.”

I got onto twitter and opened my account while Harry was over my shoulder watching me as I type a tweet while he keeps kissing the back of my shoulder.

@lindyswanepoel: I love this place. I could stay here forever.

“No.” He answers. “I don’t… I don’t know.”

There was silence between us and it felt like a sad moment as I stare at Harry. I didn’t like the awkward silent we were having and we were supppose to be here to enjoy. I decided to shift the mood into something lighter, "Can I braid your hair?” I asked with a smile.

Harry gives me a hesitant smile, “Okay.”

He sits in front of me as I began to rake my fingers through his soft long hair that smelled insanely great. I don’t know what’s up with guy’s hairs but it seems like they always have much better hair than women. I started getting three before interlooping it with the other two and getting one after the other and he was just letting me do what I want to do.

"Babe?" I called out.

"Yeah?"

"What if someday the world will find out about us? What are we gonna do?" I asked.

He took a long pause. "Well.." he finally speaks.

He cleared his throat. "I'll fight for us. I mean, there's nothing wrong if a celebrity will date a non-famous person. You can't force yourself to unlove the person that means the world to you."

I smiled.

"I'm scared if that day will happen." I confessed as soon as I finally finished braiding his hair. I secured it with my tiny black band.

"Why?” he turns to me over his shoulder. “I'm here. I'll protect you."

Harry stares at me as I answer him, "I know you will. I'm sure people will just make fun of me and hate me. And your fans, they will probably say things about me and I wouldnt want that to happen. Words hurt more than anything. I always worry about them and what their reactions will be if this relationship comes out."

He grabbed for my hand and kissed it. "Baby, you think too much. I'm sure they will love you like how I love you. There maybe fans who'll hate you but I'm sure there's also fans who'll accept you being my girlfriend."

"I didn't know dating a celebrity is this crazy." I snorted.

He smiled. "Fuck what others say. I love you. And that's all that matters to me."

As the day comes to an end, we finally drove back to the city and I didn’t like it because I wanted more of his time and it sounded selfish but this was the only time I can be with him while he is not on tour. It was already four in the afternoon when we left the lovely place and had thanked Karen and her husband for such a warm welcome. Along the road, Harry fell asleep with his head on my lap while we were in the van and he kept his braid on.

While he was asleep, I kept touching his eyebrows careful enough not to wake him up then ran my finger over his nose and his pinkish lips. He's perfection. He's such a wonderful guy with a really nice personality. He’s remarkably sweet, kind and genuinely loving. He's always thoughtful to other people too and it’s just really nice to see him treating people with kindness.

"Miss Lindy?"

I moved my head up and stared at Paul who called out to while he was driving the van.

"Oh please, just call me Lindy." I answered.

He smiled. "I'm really happy seeing Harry so in love and so happy again. He has never been like this to any girl before. I'm glad he met you."

That made me genuinely smile. "I'm really happy to hear that coming from you Paul." I answered.

"And I'm sure the lads loves you too. They always help the both of you meet up even when they're far away from you guys, they still care about you."

"They do?"

Paul nodded. "I know Harry genuinely loves you and I can see you love him as the real him. Please stay with Harry. Please stay strong for Harry. I can see he needs you more than his own fame. He's willing to go from country to country just to see you. He was even very happy and excited to see you again."

I smiled and stared back at the sleeping Harry in my lap. "I love him so much and I don't know what will happen to this relationship in the long run but I'll fight for it with him."

When I reached home, he walked me to the front door with a surgical mask. We stood outside the house and I didn’t want to let go of his hand. "Thank you for everything." I tell him.

"No. I should thank you for coming and spending the weekend with me."

He pulled his surgical mask down and bent down then kissed me on my lips. I kissed him back wrapping my arms on his neck and since our neighborhood was peaceful, it didn’t really matter if I was kissing a guy in front of our own house. We quickly pulled ourselves away from each other when we heard the doorknob being opened. He hurriedly pulled up his mask and as soon as I turned to face the door and my eyes widened when I see Avery standing in front of the door.

"Who the fuck is this?" Avery said to me while staring at Harry.

Shit.