He narrows his eyes in skepticism, “Swim?
“You just, swim that way.” She tells him, her other hand pointing in the direction opposite of where theyre facing. That far?” he asks her. She smirks as if telling him, “Duh!”
He laughs again at the unique nature of the girl, cheeks reddening as he finally realizes shes wearing nothing but a swimsuit.The swimsuit itself is rather plain, a solid color and a simple design but her curves make the swimsuit look far more expensive than it possibly was.
The sound of multiple boats closing in fills both of their ears. Motor gears click obnoxiously against each other, and Y/N peeks over the rock to get a better view. When she sees that flashing lights are attached to the boat, she quickly understands that theyre here for him, and rushes to jump off of the rock.
Harry notices the sirens of the emergency boats looking for him. He waves, catching the boat drivers attention before sitting back down. “What was your na-” He begins, before he realizes she is no longer by his side, the only evidence she was ever there being the trail of bubbles streaming out in front of him.
After he arrives home from his various medical examinations, his mother greets him with puffy eyes and a worried expression. She makes him take a hot bath, and afterwards tucks him into bed like a child, kissing his forehead before leaving his spacious room.
Harry isnt even concerned with his health, or the state of his yacht, or even the situation that occured with Noelle the night before, he busies himself with the thought of the girl with pretty hair and soft skin, and tiny hands who claimed she lived in the ocean. And he wonders if his grandfather was right about a mermaid living at the black rock after all.
But after nearly 2 weeks, “tomorrow” had never arrived. Read more