...I love to cry in the rain. because when I do, no one can hear me...

. . .

It's been couple of days after they're tour in town and the little adventure. You can't say it was a little adventure. It was not. It was a fucking disaster. At least for Harry It was.

From that night on, Harry and June's bond started to grew more and more. Theresa and Murray refused to talk with their daughter but June didn't seem to mind. It was like she's used to it. Maybe she really is.

This evening Murray and Carrie had to go out to the town. They weren't too keen on leaving their daughter-who's not their daughter- with a 21 year old boybander in the house but they had no choice than to leave anyways. So that's how June and Harry ended up in the sofa in front of the tv. June was flipping through movies. Harry could say she was annoyed from all the complaining he had done. Apparently Harry's into chick flick so he refused to watch High School Musical. Or he's not in the mood to watch The Shining. Or The Notebook is too cliche for him to watch but he admitted it was still his favorite movie.

After an eternity of Harry's childish complaints and June's disapproving grunts they settles on Love Actually. June was not a fan but at least she gets to look at the cute face of Thomas Brodie-Sangster. He's a sweetheart.

It wasn't even twenty minutes into the film when Harry decided it was okay to start complaining about a headache. June mentally killed herself before grabbing his head and pulling his head to her lap. Harry landed with an oof.

"What are you doing?"

"Trying to shut you up by massaging your obnoxious head" She said before threading her dainty fingers in his shoulder-past length hair. She carefully untangled each strand and ran her fingers in his hair. She lightly scratched his scalp every now and then. She expected in to be quite scruffy but it was actually really soft. Like silk. It was surprising how a guy can maintain his hair than any of girls.

"This feels good" Harry nuzzled his head onto the blanket which was thrown over her lap.

"Mhmm?"

And for the next hour or so, Harry and June and stayed like that. The girl running her fingers through his hair. Eyes fixed on the tv.

"June?"

"Yeah"

"You didn't told anyone that I'm here right?"

"Oh no I did" June rolled her eyes. "That's why a whole lot of crazy teenage girls mobbed us back in the town"

Harry chuckled and playfully hit her knee. June didn't hesitated to return the favor.

"Oh by the way, fans are going crazy on instagram" Harry spoke. June replied with a quiet yeah to which he continued. "They're curious about the mysterious girl"

"Because we are interacting on instagram?"

Harry hummed.

Both of them quietly chuckled at that. "Your fans can be scary sometimes" June decided not to tell him the bad side of the fandom.

"Oh don't act like you're not a fan June Garner"

June fake gasped and acted highly offended at that. "What, no I'm not"

"Really" Harry quirked and eyebrow to which June shook his head. "Okay quiz on One Direction and if you lose at least five questions....we'll see about that later"

"Fine!" June cackled. "I am a fan Harry" After that the two silently turned their attention to the movie, Harry still laying his head on June's lap and her running fingers through his hair. Both of them couldn't help but think about how right this feels. Not knowing the other had the same though in head.

At one point, Harry had fallen asleep. He was lying his head on her lap with hair sprawled out. June was not asleep. At all. She was leaning back on the couch back rest with her head tilted back, staring at the ceiling. Her fingers were absentmindedly tangled in Harry's long hair.

And as usual. She was thinking.

Overthinking.

"You look pretty focused on thinking" She looked down to find the twenty one year already looking at her. She sighed and returned to her position on the back rest.

"It's nothing"

There was a comfortable silence between them. No one talked nor moved from their spot. The TV was long forgotten. Harry took Junes right hand which was lying across the blanket. He examined her hand. Her palms were very soft and it quite felt like velvet. Her fingers were long and slender. What caught Harry's eyes were her nails.

Her pointer finger and the ring finger were painted in a pastel nude color while the other three had a clear nail polish with a slight glitter tone. It was elegant and dainty.

Well everything about June was elegant and dainty.

"Do you know how to paint nails?"

June looked down at him slightly surprised.

"Yeah, I did that myself"

Harry flashed a small smile before starting to examine her nails closely. June watched as the boy ran his fingertips on every inch of her hand, very focused.

June took a look at Harry's face. He was wearing a small smile in his face. But there was something in his eyes. 

sadness-disappointment-hurt-pain- she knew all those feelings so well.

June tilted her head and took a look at him. She could see that he was hiding something deep inside him right now.

"Harry?"

Harry jumped and tilted his head back to look at the girl.

"Yeah?"

They both keep looking at each other, no one saying a thing. Harry's eyes were dancing around, settling on anything but June. June examined his face closely. She sighed before slowly lifting her hand up to his jaw and slowly turning his head towards her. Harry let his eyes flutter close as his head was turned to meet her eyes again.

June held his face softly and kept her eyes wandering around his sharp yet soft features.

Harry squeezed his eyes shut. And June waited for him to say something.

"I jus-" Harry tried.

"It's okay Harry" June caressed the side of his face. "You don't have to tell me anything you don't want to"

Harry nodded and kept his eyes shut for a couple of minutes. Both of them were silent, a comfortable quietness between them. And what disturbed their silence was Harry's deep voice which cut through the silence like a knife.

"I like nail polish, okay?"

June looked down at him with a tilt on her face. Harry sighed and ran a hand down his face, frustrated.

"I just like how they feel and- they make me feel great- I just- I know I sound stupid but I just find them really pretty- and- oh my god- I'm rambling aren't I?"

"Harry?"

Harry sighed before opening his eyes and looking up at the girl. June stared at him before opening her mouth.

"Do you want me to paint your nails?"

JuneGarner Find beauty in the little things..

3289 Comments

Cordyyyy.S Girl paint my nails please?

JuneGarner replying to Cordyyy.S Sure thing bestie, come over

Prince_Fire_Angel Shit that nails-marry me please?

whore4harry She's trying so hard to get Harry's attention, whore

Cordyyy.S replying to whore4harry Excuse me but why are you talking about her like that? Do you even know her in real life? and how can you say she's grabbing someone's attention just because she posted a picture of her nails?

harrystyles ^^

1Dedicated those nails are sick man- how'd you do it?

harrymyhubby We have a new ship, people!

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[A/N- So here you go, another chapter of Dark Blue. And I will have to keep this short but. My dad has got the virus and he's now in the hospital. That was why it took quite long to update the book. So sorry for the delay and I hope you enjoyed this chapter. And aren't those nails beautiful ^ it's so pretty]

And this chapter is dedicated to Big_Bad_Desert_Wolf spamming my notification. Thank you for reading my story!

QOC: What's your favorite song(s) at the moment?

Train Wreck by James Arthur and I think I'm in love by Kar Dahlia. I should probably stop watching sad one direction tik tok but I blame it on my youtube.

That's a wrap for today, I hope you liked the chapter

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p.s: if you're interested in my new Sixth Member fic, don't forget to drop a comment here. Let's see if anyone likes it