Louis POV

I managed to survive brunch and I'm currently washing the dirty dishes. I know.. I don't know what's wrong with me either. This is literally like the third time in my life I've offered to do them. I usually sweet talk someone else into washing.

But

I need to stay occupied or my thoughts go off on some crazy tangents. Harry didn't mention anything about our 'walk' during brunch and I don't know if that was because the others were there. Or maybe he changed his mind and doesn't want to go anymore. 

I feel the insecurities start to surface. The whole dynamic between us has changed so quickly and I actually miss how easy our friendship was before all this... tension... came between us. Don't get me wrong.. he is sexy as fuuuuck.. but now I always have to be aware of my actions or I'll end up jumping him without even realising.

I dry the last of the dishes and and move to put the tea towel on the bench.

"Lou" I hear right behind me. I jump like a foot in the air, throwing the tea towel in shock and spinning around to see the towel hit Harry right in the face. He catches it as it falls and looks at me with a look of shock. 

We stare at each other for a few seconds, nothing but my heavy breathing filling the silence as I will my heart rate to slow down.

"Jesus Harry!" I gasp out, still trying to catch my breath. "Nearly gave me a heart attack"

He bites his lip, hand coming to cover his mouth as he tries to hold back a laugh. I see his shoulders shaking in silent laughter however and I roll my eyes before snatching the towel back from him and throwing it on the bench.

I turn back around with a hand on my hip and glare at him as he lowers his hand and apologises with a smirk on his face.

"Sorry Lou I didn't mean to scare you. I was just wondering if you were ready to go for a walk? The weather is nice at the moment and the others are watching TV so we can sneak out without being interrogated?"

As he talks my eyes move down to his legs that are nearly on full display, barely covered by bright yellow swim shorts, a tattoo I didn't know he had showing on his upper thigh. 

I feel my breath hitch at the sight, eyes taking in his defined quad muscle that flexes slightly as he shifts his weight on his feet.  'Fuck that's hot' I think to myself, bringing my eyes back to his face when I realise he's stopped talking. 

"Why thanks Lou. I do try" he says with a smirk forming on his lips. My eyes widen so far I'm worried they'll fall out and I feel heat rising from my neck to my ears as I realise I said that out loud whilst staring at his thighs.

"Ok walk. lets go. No wait. I need to get changed. I'll meet you back here soon."I rush out as I quickly brush past him to run to my room and hide forever. I hear him chuckle as I pass and mumble a "fuck my life" to which he laughs even more at.

I rush upstairs, splashing cold water over my face to cool down. After getting into swim shorts (that are significantly longer than Harry's), I steel myself for the embarrassing walk downstairs to Harry who is probably still laughing.

I huff, pushing the hair out of my eyes and head back down, seeing Harry leaning against the front door waiting. He gives me a lopsided grin, with a smug look on his face and I divert my eyes, still reeling from horror at my previous actions. I know my face is still red and I walk straight past him without stopping, knowing that he will catch up to me.

I sense him before I see him. His cinnamon scent catching up to me in the ocean breeze seconds before I see him fall into step beside me, hands in his pockets (how are there even pockets in those things!). We walk in silence as I watch him out of the corner of my eye. He has a small smile on his face and just seeing that washes away my feelings of shame. I can feel my muscles release the tension and I take a deep breath, feeling the breeze flow around me, taking my worries with it.

He must sense the change in my mood because he nudges me with his elbow, hand still in his pocket, and turns so he is walking backwards, eyes on me as I continue to walk and gives me a goofy smile.

I chuckle, shaking my head slightly and grab his arm, effectively turning him around so he is walking normally again. I try not to think about feeling his strong biceps under my fingertips.

"you may be an alpha but you are still super clumsy" I say, dropping my hand from his arm.

"heyyy" he pouts before letting out a small laugh.

I look around and see that in about 100 metres, the sandy beach ends and is met with big rocks.

 I grin before yelling "Race you!" sprinting towards the rocks. I hear a shout behind me as he starts to run as well. I have a massive smile on my face and I look behind me to see where he his. He is catching up quick, and I start laughing histerically as I try to run faster, hearing him laughing behind me. 

Before too long I can hear his footsteps so I know he is close and I have that weird feeling of suspense in my stomach as I anticipate him to catching me, still laughing like a maniac. 

He does catch me about 20 metres from the rocks and we both fall over, rolling a few times in the sand. We lay there catching our breath and still giggling, eyes shut against the sun. This is exactly what I needed. To just let loose and act like we always used to. I roll over and push myself onto my feet. I can feel Harry watching my every move and I let myself enjoy the attention. 

Without looking at him I walk over to the rocks and climb onto them, finding one that's relatively flat to sit on. I flop down, leaning back on my hands, feet swinging in the air below me. I'm only about a metre off the ground and I watch as Harry makes his way over to me feeling the familiar butterflies stir in my stomach as he gets closer. He is fixing me with one of his famous intense stares and I'm starting to love being on the receiving end of that look.

I get a sudden surge of confidence, despite the butterflies, so rather than trying to deflect the attention from me, I decide to remain exactly as I am, staring straight back at him with a small smile on my face. He is close now, long hair wild around his face from the wind and moisture in the air. He walks straight up to me, stopping about 10 centimetres from my knees. I can almost feel the warmth from him and I fight a shiver that wants to run through my body.

I continue to swing my feet and stare at him, waiting for him to say something. His eyes flicker between mine and his lips part as he goes to speak.

"You have no idea what you do to me" he says lowly, words coming out slow and sure. My heart speeds up, surely bruising my ribs as he takes a small step forward, slightly hunched as he continues to look directly into my eyes. To say this wasn't affecting me would be an understatement and by the slight flare of his nostrils, he has noticed as well. 

He takes another step forward, stepping between my legs and placing his hands on the rock beside my thighs. It's suddenly hard to breath and I drop my eyes, unable to hold his gaze any longer. I instead look at his chest, watching as it rises and falls with his breathing, feeling the heat from his body that is so close to mine. I can feel the material of those ridiculous swim shorts smooth against my knees and feel his hair brush over the side of my face in the wind. 

I feel his breath on my shoulder where he has lowered his head slightly.

"Lou" his lips are right next to my ear and I can't stop the shiver this time.

"yeah?" I reply, voice cracking slightly from nerves. I am frozen, unable to move.

"Lou.. I know we need to talk and I said we can take things slow but fuck." He lifts his head to look me in the eye again and I can see that they are now a darker shade of green, pupils dilated.

"I have never wanted someone so badly in my life. I want you to be mine. I can't even bare the thought of another alpha being close to you" 

I can sense that his alpha has taken over a little, the possessiveness and the roughness to his voice are clear signs.

But I decide that I don't care.

I sit up, getting back into his personal space and grab the side of his face with both hands, resting my forehead against his. I close my eyes, both of us breathing the heavy air between us. 

"I want you to Harry" I whisper before tilting my chin forward to meet his lips. It's a quick kiss and I pull back to see his reaction. I can feel that he is struggling to keep his actions under control. He takes a deep breath before asking in a more normal voice.

"I want you to be sure Lou. I don't want you to think that I'm taking advantage of you. I want all of you, not just your body. I need you to know that" He pleads. 

I feel so happy right now that I can't keep the smile from my face. All I do is nod before pulling his lips back to mine, one hand moving to curl into his hair. He moves his hands from the rock to my hips, pulling me closer into his body as our lips now move in earnest against each other. His tongue swipes at my bottom lip and I allow him entrance into my mouth, both of us moaning into the kiss.

We eventually need to part for air and I wrap my arms around his neck tightly, burying my face into his neck and inhaling deeply. I can tell that this is going to become one of my favourite spots, right at the juncture of his neck and shoulder. 

I feel him bury his face into my neck as well and we both start laughing, high on emotion as we cling to each other at a random location on a beach.

This is turning out to be a very good holiday.