I open my eyes and I'm surprised at my surroundings. Where am I? I stiffen slightly as someone moves next to me. I turn my head slowly and I'm met with tired green eyes. Within seconds I recall where I am and with whom I'm with. How could I forget?

"Morning beautiful." Harry smiles sleepily and raises his hand to caress my face. I swoon at the sound of his voice and the touch of his hand.

"Morning." I smile back at him and lean toward him to place a kiss on his forehead.

"Sleep well?" He murmurs and slowly sits up in bed.

"Like a hibernating bear." I grunt and rub my eyes. I haven't slept this good in ages. Well, except for the few nights I've spent with Harry.

"That's something I haven't heard before." Harry chuckles at my statement as he gets out of bed.

"Would you like some breakfast?" Harry questions while pulling on a tight-ish deep blue T-shirt.

"I'm not really hungry." I say and purse my lips into a tight line as a knot forms in my stomach.

"You okay?" Harry furrows his brows and sits next to me on the bed.

"Yeah, just not a morning person." I wave him off and get out of the bed.

"I'm going to take a shower, why don't you go ask Lee and Stacy what their plans are for the day." I say while walking toward the windows. I peek behind the curtains and notice the sun peeking through a few clouds in the sky.

"Yeah sure, let me just go brush my teeth." He agrees and pulls on a pair of black sweatpants.

"The weather seems good." I follow him into the bathroom and start running the water for my shower.

Harry only nods while brushing his teeth. Once he finishes he places a wet kiss on my mouth. I inwardly groan at the fact that I haven't brushed teeth yet.

"Save some hot water for me." He whispers into my ear and disappears out of the bathroom. I giggle and close the door before stripping and stepping into the shower.

A few minutes pass where I just stand underneath the water and think about my life.  If someone told me a few weeks ago that I'd be standing in this shower while a man I'm deeply in love with is in the next room or cabin, I would have laughed in their faces. It's strange how fast things change and how quickly you can fall for someone. I've been wondering a lot about Harry's feelings toward me the last two weeks. It would, without a doubt, crush me if he'd end up not feeling the same. We have admitted to each other that we like each other, but nothing has been said or shared about a possible deeper feeling. I didn't want to rush anything at first, but now when I think about it I feel like laughing about it. I don't regret falling in love with Harry and I don't regret how fast things moved between us. The only thing I do regret is not meeting him sooner.

"Ash?" I hear Stacy call from outside the door.

"Y-yeah?" I stutter. I'm quickly aware that I must have been standing in the shower a bit too long.

"Just checking if you're still living." Stacy chuckles and I notice the door open slowly.

"W-what are you d-doing?" My eyes widen and self consciously I try to wrap my hands around my body.

"Oh please, we both have lady parts." She rolls her eyes once her gaze meets mine.

"B-but I. Y-you can't jus-" I splutter and frantically search the shower for something to cover myself up. Stacy burst out in fits of giggles and turns to exit the bathroom.

"Fine, I can tell when I'm not wanted. I'm going to prepare an outfit for you. We're going to go to the lake for a picnic." She states and closes the door once she exits.

What the hell? What happened to privacy? I shake my head and quickly finish up to avoid any other naked encounters. Once I'm done I wrap a towel around my body and quickly brush my teeth before opening the bathroom door. A cold breeze sweeps up against my still drying body and I shiver. I make sure the door to the bedroom is closed before I walk towards the pile of clothes on the made up bed. I wonder if Harry made up the bed? I shrug and start inspecting the close. Grey lace underwear- how embarrassing to have someone else look through my underwear- a simple elbow length pink sweater and a dark grey pair of shorts that reach my legs about to mid thigh. I sigh and look toward the still shut curtains. I honestly hope today won't be too cold. I lazily slip on the clothes that Stacy prepared for me and open the curtains. Bright sun rays shine through the window, lighting up the room.  I sit on the bed and dreamily stare at the window while slipping on some flip flops. A knock from the door pulls me out of my daze. I turn to find Harry's head peaking from behind the door.

"Damn, I thought I might sneak a peek." He smirks and winks at me. I giggle and throw the towel toward the door which only makes it about halfway across the room.

"Nice shot." Harry snickers.

"Whatever." I teasingly roll my eyes and pick up the towel to go hang it over the bathroom railing.

"You look beautiful." Harry remarks and eyes me.

"Thanks." I blush. He places his hands on my hips and pulls me toward him before planting a passionate kiss on my lips.

"I'll meet you at the lake. I'm just going to take a quick shower." He says once he breaks the kiss.

"Okay." I mumble somewhat breathlessly.

He grins and walks around me into the bathroom. I reluctantly retreat to the living room to find it empty. Stacy and Lee are probably already waiting for us. I exit the cabin and I'm surprised to find a hot breeze blowing outside. This isn't something that regularly happens in London so I might as well enjoy it while I can.

"Ashley!" Stacy calls from somewhere far away from me.

I squint my eyes and search for the blonde. I catch a glimpse of her standing near the deck of the lake, with Lee right by her side. Her back is turned to Lee whilst she waves like a madman to catch my attention. I raise my right hand and wave back at her as I walk toward them. I notice how Lee slowly and stealthily moves behind her. My eyes widen as I realize that he's preparing to throw her into the lake.

"Stacy!" I exclaim and point behind her but it's too late.

Once she realizes that I'm warning her, Lee grabs her by the waist. She squeals loudly as Lee drags her toward the edge. He attempts to throw her in, but she tugs his arm pulling him in with her. I chuckle as they fall into the water. The water must feel like ice.

"Oh my god Lee!" Stacy yells when she resurfaces. She hastily retreats out of the water and searches for something to warm herself.

I burst out laughing at the scene in front of me which earns me a death stare from Stacy. However my laughing soon ends once I feel strong arms wrap around me from behind and lift me. My eyes widen and with a yell I dig my feet into the grass. There's no way I'm going into that water. I hear Harry chuckle from behind me as I struggle.

"Please Harry, no." I whimper and struggle some more. I am absolutely terrified of water, especially when I cannot see the ground.

I can recall a few times where I almost drowned when I was younger. Everyone almost drowns when they're younger, right? Well one time my family and I went to a resort and younger me decided to go swim in one of the big pools. I was alone and was determined to jump from the man made bridge like the big kids. I jumped into what must have been the deepest part of the pool. I didn’t reach the bottom and couldn't shoot myself back up. When I started swimming upward it was almost as if I was stuck. I panicked and started swallowing water. Luckily I reached the surface, but that was the last time I ever swam in unknown waters- from there I've had a huge phobia for water. I swim happily as long as my feet touch the ground and I can actually see the ground. Its horrible really. Harry chuckles and assumes that I just don't want to get wet. I feel my throat tighten as we near the dock. I fiercely claw at Harry's arms, but my actions remain futile. I anxiously glance around as I feel tears start to prick at my eyes. I try to tell Harry to stop once more but no words seem to form. Lee glances at us with a chuckle, but his chuckle almost instantly fades once he sees my face.

"Harry, stop!" Lee yells just as we reach the dock.

Harry stills slightly and loosens his grip on my waist as he looks toward Lee. I take this moment to break free from his hold and run away from the water. My legs don't carry me far as they feel like jelly from the fright and soon I'm met with the ground. I heave heavily as tears stream down my face. I must look like such an idiot.

"Shit Ashley, are you okay?" Harry calls worriedly from beside me and I feel his warm hand on my back.

"Let's just give her some time to catch her breath." Lee states. Bless his heart.

I shake my head and faintly hear the three of them whisper amongst themselves as I calm myself. Embarrassment courses through my veins as I sit back on my legs and lift my head. My eyes lock with a guilty looking Harry.

"S-Sorry." I mutter and play with my hands, breaking eye contact with Harry.

"What happened?" Stacy walks toward me and sits down next to me.

"I-I can't-" I glance at the water and sigh. I look back at Harry and he frowns sadly.

"It’s n-not your fault. I just have a phobia f-for water." I feel my shoulders slump as I place my head in my hands.

"Want to tell us why?" Lee questions sympathetically and sits next to Stacy. Harry stays quiet, but joins the group by sitting next to me.

I nod slightly and indulge in the countless times I've almost drowned before telling them about the day which caused my phobia. Once I'm done everyone seems more understanding, but Harry seems to look even more saddened.

"I'm sorry I didn't stop. I didn't know." He sighs and runs a hand through his hair.

"It’s fine Harry. You didn't know." I say and place a hand on his leg. He looks at me and I give him a small smile which seems to lighten his mood slightly.

"Well then if we're all done with throwing each other into the lake-" Stacy glares at Lee before continuing.

"I'd like to start with the picnic." She states and gets up. We all nod in agreement and follow her toward the blankets. Did they prepare this for us? I sigh and look over to Harry who seems to be over thinking. I grab his hand and intertwine our fingers together. When he glances at me I place a kiss on his lips. This seems to pull him out of his thoughts.

"I'm sorry." He mumbles again once we break the kiss.

"I'm fine Harry and it’s really ok. Stop grinding yourself about it." I smile and nudge him playfully. He nods and gives me a warm smile.

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