"Just so you know, New Zealand seems to be the place that I'm most afraid of when it comes to your bucket list."

Aurelia laughs as she tries to get the clasps on her bra to connect for the eighth time, "You're such a baby! Ugh, okay I need your help because this clearly isn't working."

Harry hasn't even turned around yet and he's already blushing, Just the thought of seeing her has him a little flustered."Are you sure? I don't want to you know...look and see something that I'm not supposed to."

Aurelia frowns as she tries again and it still doesn't work, "I'm sure you've seen plenty of the female anatomy before. I'm actually not too worried about it anymore to be honest. You must've handed this to me backwards or something..."

The reality is that she really doesn't care if he sees her chest. There's nothing special about it and he's going to see it anyway, so what difference does it make?

Harry doesn't know what to say. He really doesn't want to risk having an unexpected problem around Aurelia. What would she think of him? Damn hormones.

He can certainly control himself, but sometimes it isn't exactly up to him.

His hand rubs the back of his neck awkwardly and he still isn't sure what to do, "Are you sure?"

Aurelia rolls her eyes because he's taking too long and she's getting frustrated, "Oh, stop being so modest. Turn yourself around and help me. I don't even know what's wrong with the damn thing."

He knows that she has it on for the most part, but, knowing himself, he probably really did hand it to her inside out or something stupid because he wasn't paying attention. Now he has to help her and he'll see her-

"Harry. Stop acting like a teenage boy for a minute and help me, otherwise I'm going to get upset because we're going to miss our time and it will set back my bucket list. Honestly, they're just boobs, you aren't going to die or offend me. It's not like I can see you anyway."

Harry turns around and tries to keep his eyes anywhere else as he prays that things will stay under his control.

"Right. Sorry. Uhm...it looks lke I gave it to you the very wrong way. I'm really sorry."

Aurelia sighs and there's a small smile on her lips as she simply discards her backwards bra and holds it out for him to fix. Really, it's not that big of a deal to her at this point. She figures that he's going to see them eventually and she isn't embarrassed about them either, they're just boobs.

Harry's eyes widen slightly and he's not able to ignore what's right in front of him. He feels terrible and awkward all at once and he ends up just standing there and staring at her chest. He can't seem to look away no matter how much he wants to respect her. "Uhm...I...uh..."

Aurelia laughs and rolls her eyes, "Yes, thank you for staring. Please help me now, thank you very much."

Harry shakes his head and snaps out of his daze, his eyes still drawn to her exposed chest. "Sorry...sorry."

He untangles the straps for her because she hates it when they're twisted and somehow she's managed to twist them again. Once he's done with that, he makes sure to hand it to her the correct way.

"You apologize too much. Relax! You can't tell me that you haven't seen any woman's breasts before, because I know that you have."

Aurelia has him help her with the clasp anyway. His hands are so gentle, especially when he helps her with the straps. She really loves his hands.

"You're right, I can't tell you that because I have. But you're not just any other woman and you know that all too well."

Aurelia smiles, "Well, I am. Just not to you."

Harry's cheeks get a little hotter because he really does admire her too much for his own good. "Yes, exactly."

He calms down after that and the rest of the morning flows by smoothly. Breakfast is a little interesting though because he won't stop staring at her and she can tell. But Aurelia chooses not to mention it because she knows that it will embarrass him and she thinks that she's embarrassed him enough for one day.

As they walk along the path to the bridge that they're going to jump from with their hands swinging between them, Aurelia asks, "So, are you going to bungee jump with me, or are you just watching today?"

Harry's been debating that question all morning. He's still terrified of the idea, but the last time that he decided to do something terrifying it actually turned out to be really fun. And he doesn't want to let Aurelia down by not describing the view for her.

"I have decided to join you today. While I still think the last idea was absolutely terrifying, and so is this one for the record, it was also very liberating."

Aurelia laughs because he's still stuck on the idea that skydiving is terrifying. "Clearly. Don't think I forgot about your little handsy moment so easily."

A nervous chuckle passes his lips. He thought that she had forgotten that by now."Right, of course not. At least you tell me when I get carried away."

Aurelia wears a small smile, "No, you weren't carried away. It was just new and unexpected."

Harry raises an eyebrow in question, "So you wouldn't mind if it happened again?"

She laughs at the question, "Harry, I don't know what we are, but you know by now that if I didn't want you to do it again I would certainly have told you by now."

Harry realizes that she's right yet again. She always tells him what's on her mind too, which he quite enjoys and even envies because half of the time he's too nervous to tell her what's on his.

He smirks and walks with a little more confidence. "I'll try to keep that in mind the next time you want to make out with me."

Aurelia bumps his shoulder with hers, "Don't just put that on me, you know that you do that too."

Harry grins because she's right about that as well. "Touché. We're almost there, only a couple more feet before the bridge. How excited are you for this one?"

"Very! I can't wait! Oh! There was something else I have planned for today, but I need you to help me. I'll tell you what it is after we've jumped."

"That's not very fair, but I'll take it."

They've reach the jump site now and its instruction time. All in all, it's pretty simple and it only takes a few minutes before Harry's watching as they get Aurelia set up to jump. His heart is already in his stomach.

She wears her heart stopping bright smile and nods as they ask her questions and she nearly jumps with excitement as they strap her in. He envies her fearlessness and enthusiasm.

Harry's terrified for her, but he's also very happy to see her in such a jovial mood. It's one thing to make someone happy, but it's another to be completely enamored with someone and to make it a goal to keep them happy because their happiness outweighs personal happiness.

Aurelia's ready to go and she leaves Harry with some parting words, "I'll see you soon! Don't chicken out!"

He watches her jump and his heart is hammering at his rib cage and his lungs momentarily cease to function. Every bad scenario that he imagines flashes through his mind as she falls. But none of the things that he thinks of happens and instead he hears her bubbly laughter rise and fall with her as the cord bounces back and falls again. She's alright and he can breathe again.

Aurelia is overjoyed. The jump itself is exhilarating and she can't help but to laugh as the cord drops with her weight and brings her back up again. It hasn't even bothered her that she can't see what's beneath her and it's probably better this way anyway. The sensation in and of itself, coupled with the adrenaline coursing through her veins is enough to keep her mind alive.

Once the cord stops retracting, they lower her down and onto the little platform below and help her out of her gear. She feels wonderful.

Aurelia waits anxiously and wonders if Harry is actually going to jump or if he's going to chicken out at the last minute like he originally planned to the day before when they went skydiving. This time she isn't there to make him stick to his commitment.

She doesn't wait for very long before she hears his familiar terrified scream. His very cute laugh follows seconds after and she's grinning because he's actually done it. He jumped and he's enjoying himself and he might have even beaten his fear of heights.

"This is awesome!" He shouts before bursting into another fit of boisterous laughter.

Aurelia finds herself giggling at his newfound enthusiasm. He's absolutely adorable and she only wishes that she can see the look of joy on his face right now.

He joins her a few minutes later with a massive grin on his face, "I don't think I'm afraid anymore."

Aurelia laughs because she's not sure what he's not afraid of anymore, "Of heights or falling?"

Harry pulls her into him. Her hands are flat on his chest and their noses are touching as he leans down to her height, "Both."

His lips ghost her briefly and her breath catches in her throat. When nothing happens, she asks in a breathy tone, "Are you going to kiss me or are you just going to be a tease?"

"I don't know. I was trying to figure out how you'd like to be kissed right now, any tips?"

Aurelia smiles and Harry does the same, "Just kiss me like you mean it."

"I can do that."

He kisses her until she can't breathe and her she's dizzy because of the lack of oxygen to her brain. They don't talk much as they walk back to the road to catch another taxi, but Harry does tell her all about what he saw and how he felt and he gets a few kisses in every now and then.

They find a random restaurant for lunch and end up sharing spaghetti like they're on a stereotypical movie date. Aurelia thinks that it's hilarious but Harry loves every second of it because he loves cheesy things more than he'd like to admit.

"So, what did you think?"

Harry quirks his eyebrows and gives her a questioning look. She likes to ask him questions without any real subject and it almost always confuses him. "Of what? Bungee jumping?"

Aurelia laughs and shakes her head because that's definitely not what she's asking him about, "No, you told me that already."

He's still incredibly confused because they really haven't done anything else today, "Then what is it?"

Aurelia wears a devilish grin, "What did you think about my breasts?"

Harry chokes on his water, his eyes widening in shock.

"I...what?"

Aurelia laughs again because she's just made him incredibly flustered, "Yes, I asked you that. You don't have to answer if it makes you uncomfortable."

Harry swallows nervously. He really doesn't know what to say without sounding weird. "I just...I didn't expect you to ask that."

Aurelia sips her drink with a smile on her lips, "Clearly."

"Do you really want to know the answer to that though?"

She rolls her eyes, "Harry, I don't ask questions if I don't intend to know the answer. You know this."

Harry runs his hand through his hair. What's he supposed to do? Never in his life has a girl, scratch that, any woman, asked him what he thought of their breasts and he doesn't know what to do. Should he lie and say that he didn't look much, or should he dim down what he thought? Or should he just tell her the truth?

He decides on truth because that's what she always gives him. "Okay um...they're quite honestly amazing. Perfect, actually."

Aurelia's smile brightens up, "Really?"

She doesn't think that they're anything special. They certainly aren't huge, but they aren't exactly small either.

Harry clears his throat awkwardly because she makes him nervous when it comes to the subject of anything remotely sexual. "Yes, really."

"I know that you're not saying something else. I won't get offended or anything if you say it, I'm actually rather curious."

Harry's cheeks are almost bright red and he's glad that she can't see them, "Sometimes I worry about the effect you have on me."

Aurelia's smile grows again and her teeth lightly graze her bottom lip, "Why's that?"

Harry shrugs and shifts in his seat, "Because I would do anything for you without thinking anything of the repercussions."

"Because you love me."

Harry nods curtly, "Yes, because I love you."

Aurelia offers him a small smile as her heart does cartwheels in her chest, "Don't worry, I won't ask you to do anything too extreme, I promise. Are you going to tell me what you've been refraining from saying?"

Harry bites down on his lower lip. It's already awkward to say, let aloud in a public place. Aurelia doesn't really seem to mind anything, which he admires greatly, but sometimes it makes him self conscious because he isn't exactly so mindful.

"I uh...I kind of...I kind of hadtostopmyselffromtouchingthem."

He bites down on his lip harshly now and hopes that she understood his rushed words because he doesn't want to repeat them.

Aurelia laughs loudly and a couple of people turn their heads to give her a look which she can't see so she doesn't care. "You didn't have to stop yourself, but thank you for the courtesy. Wow, I really do make you nervous, don't I?"

Harry chuckles and his hand goes behind his neck, "Yeah, just a lot sometimes. But I don't mind it too much. Wait. Did you just say that I could've done that?"

Aurelia shrugs, her small smile tugging at her cherry colored lips. "Yes, it wouldn't have been a big deal, honestly. Everyone makes sexuality this huge thing nowadays and it's always considered wrong for really anyone to act upon anything sexually. But I think that's stupid. Society shouldn't put restrictions on what people do with their bodies. It's really not their choice to do that either, it's our choice as human beings and I strongly feel that if anyone wants to act upon their sexual urges they shouldn't be shamed for it. Well, unless it's done without consent because that's not morally correct and it's a crime. So, if you get feely that's fine. Just let me know because I'll tell you if I don't give you the consent to do whatever it is that you want to do. Really, the chances are that I want it too."

Harry stares at her with his mouth agape and Aurelia laughs lightly at his reaction. "I'm guessing that you didn't expect me to say that either."

He shakes his head and closes his mouth, "Not at all."

Aurelia grins, "Well, I'm only nineteen and my clock is already ticking quite fast. So, I'm not going to stifle myself experience just because people say that I shouldn't do something. It doesn't make me a terrible person for wanting to experience as much as I can. Wanna know something else that will particularly shock you?"

Harry can't stop staring at her. She's so profound in what she lives by and he wonders just what it is that gives her the happiness to live rather than the dull attitude that most people have.

"Yes, I'd like to hear it if you'd like to share it."

Aurelia smirks, "At some point and time, I don't know when or where, it's on my bucket list to have scandalous sex. I don't know, something about being bad and possibly getting caught entices me."

Harry swallows hard because she's really making things very difficult for him today.

"O-oh. That uh...that sounds fun."

Aurelia laughs and rolls her eyes again, "What, are you not up for that?"

Harry struggles with his words. He's definitely up for that, it's just another thing that he hasn't expected of her. "No! No, I just...uh...I just-wow."

"That's alright, I know you weren't expecting that. I just thought that I'd let you know. Anyway, I forgot to tell you what else I have planned for today that I need your help with."

Harry hums, he's thankful for the conversation change for more than a few reasons, "That you did. What is this said mystery plan and how can I help?"

Aurelia beams, "I'm getting a tattoo, but I need you to help make sure that the design is what I want and that it doesn't end up looking like a train wreck when it's done."

Harry beams because he loves tattoos, "Oh! Yes, I can definitely do that!"

"Someone's excited. Care to enlighten me?"

He can't hide his grin, "I've got loads of tattoos, so I'm actually a good person to help! What are you planning to get and where?"

"I'd like to have a sort of photorealistic tattoo of a pocket watch and some roses framing it and I'd like it just under my breasts and on my ribs. Preferably the right side. What do you think?"

Harry pays the bill and takes her hand as she stands, "I think that's a great idea. But it's going to hurt like hell to get it done where you want it."

Aurelia nods, she's done her research and she's been mentally preparing for this for a while, "Yes, I'm aware of that, but I've handled pain before and I will handle it again because I want this mark on my skin to signify that, even though time is ticking, one can still be delicate and blossom without giving up or giving in to the ravishes of time."

That's one of the most profound things that he's heard her say and his mind is blown as he gives her hand a light squeeze, "I'm happy to help."

She's already made an appointment at a local tattoo shop and that's where they head next. They have to wait for a little while before things actually get started because she has to fill out some forms and the artist actually has to draw the stencil. But things start moving even faster when the needle finally touches her skin and even slower as it continues to run over the lines.

A few hours pass and Aurelia is wincing as the needle bites into her skin, "Oh God, is it almost done?"

She restrains herself from writhing in pain as the needle brushes over one of the more painful parts of the tattoo, her skin sore, raised, and aching.

Harry chuckles lightly, "Almost, Aurelia. You're actually sitting very well, I'm impressed."

The tattoo artist agrees and Aurelia bites down on her lower lip and harshly squeezes Harry's hand because the sting of the needle feels like it's searing her skin as the ink is packed in.

A few more painful minutes pass before she's finally done. The sting of the cleaner is fresh on her skin, but it's also very refreshing as the cool air hits her freshly inked skin.

Aurelia beams as Harry takes in the look of her very first tattoo, "How does it look?"

Harry revels in her smile and takes a moment to respond because he's admiring the detail and how the colors sit on her skin, "It looks like you, beautiful and captivating: a priceless work of art."