Work had been almost unbearable in the heat for the end of June, so when the long weekend for the company Fourth of July celebrations started to approach you were really looking forward to it. Four days in the blissful sun, living it up in the Hamptons with all expenses paid? Yes please.

Harry had been your only salvation in those sweltering work days; he constantly badgered the maintenance man to get a better air-con unit saying in an adorably grumpy voice something along the lines of 'I'll just bloody do it meself then mate'. On the hottest days, you'd end up doing a lot of your work in Harry's office with him, as it had much better circulation compared to your little alcove just outside. Because of this, your relationship with him was practically back to how it had been just before he kissed you, with both of you being thoroughly pleased about this, glad that you could put the hurt behind you and focus on what was important.

However, you did try to make an effort to keep your distance from him, which Harry had noticed and was extremely frustrated about. Something about the way the sun hit your hair and made it shine like light refracted off a diamond, and the way your skin practically glowed from the light sheen of sweat it was coated in, and especially - especially - the outfits you wore, had Harry mesmerised. Most of the time they were a shorter length, showing off your toned legs and lower to showcase your splendid tits and, downright unfair Harry thought; he left work feeling horny every. single. day.

Nearly every evening without fail he was sprawled out, half naked, on his white sheets as soon as he got home, pumping himself until he would come with a cry of your name. He'd even written some sensual lyrics which was a bit unlike him, but he was much preferring it from the sad ballads that had become a regular occurrence.

With the company weekend approaching he was very much looking forward to what outfits you'd be wearing in a more casual setting. But what he was most looking forward to was executing his plan. Harry was really hoping he'd get a moment alone with you in the beautiful Hamptons setting, and be able to explain everything and tell you - properly and privately this time - how he felt. It still ate away at him that he'd not given you a proper explanation about the whole Charlotte fiasco; the guilt and disappointment at himself still tugged on his heart.

Emmy had reassured him that the Damon situation wasn't anything to concern himself with - after she grilled you for even going to meet him, she was able to get out of you that you had carried on speaking, but luckily no more dates seemed to be on the cards.

As Harry drove himself, Niall and Emmy to your apartment to pick you up, the couple - who fancied themselves as a comedic due today - would not stop their teasing.

"Hazza, I reckon you'll be frolicking around on the beach with Ceece by tonight."

"Ooo yes!" Squealed Emmy in agreement, "I hope so, you know she does love a cheeky sex on the beach..."

They both erupted into a fit of giggles as Harry rolled his eyes, they're perfect for each other, he thought.

"Maybe you could even pull out some beach-themed pick-up lines...ooh, what about 'I could put some motion in your ocean'."

"Oh good one Nialler, what about...um...'the sun isn't the only thing here that rises'."

Another torrent of laughter from the pair as Harry parked up outside your building. Putting the brakes on he turned to his left to glare pointedly at Niall for as long as it took to make him glance away sheepishly (which wasn't very long - he always crumbled), before turning the stare to Emmy in the backseat.

"Don't even try that with me H, it's not gonna work." she said sassily, while crossing her arms across her chest.

Harry finally let out a laugh, "Right, you two better shut it, she's coming,"

And there you were, walking through the doors of the building with a huge grin on your face, sunglasses pushed back in your flowing hair, beach bag and small suitcase in hand. Seeing you in a simple white t-shirt and black denim skirt was better than Harry had ever imagined; he instantly loved this laid back summer style - as much as he fantasised about you in your work outfits, this was equally as satisfying. To be honest, you could probably wear a bin bag and Harry would still fancy you.

You popped open the trunk of the car, slinging your suitcase in behind you before climbing up into the backseat of the Range Rover, "Hi, everyone!!" You sang sweetly, as Emmy squeezed your hand in greeting, and they all replied with enthusiastic hellos, "Nice car Harry, very sleek."

He was instantly flustered by your small compliment; he didn't think of himself as a materialistic person but he took pride in his collection of cars.

"Thanks Ceece -"

"I'm surprised you didn't bring the vintage Merc," Niall began, before turning around in his seat to address you, "That's the one he liked to impress the girls with," winking cheekily at you as he finished.

A giggle left your lips as Harry turned around and caught your eyes, a small blush on his cheekbones, "S'not true..."

"Yeah, yeah whatever you say H."

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The rest of the drive carried on in a similar fashion; you all laughed and talked together with the windows of Harry's car down, the summer breeze very welcoming, singing along to the cheery songs on the radio. Niall was especially pleased when one of his debut singles, No Judgement, from his new album came on, but was quickly pissed off when Harry proceeded to turn it off, jokingly claiming it was the 'worst song he's ever heard'. One of your favourite moments though, was Harry rapping along, word for word to Stormzy, which was a hilarious surprise to all of you (and a little bit sexy in your opinion).

You and Emmy were already dressed and ready for the beach; having made sure to wear your bikinis underneath your clothes, gushing about how amazing it was going to be and how you couldn't wait to get your hands on a cocktail...or five.

As the New York high-rises and neighbourhoods faded into sandy beaches that stretched for as far as you could see, you knew you had almost arrived. Harry pulled into a long driveway that led to an enormous house; it was cream with blue and white trimmings, countless windows and hundreds of luscious plants surrounding it. It was quite a simple looking house but you knew it's selling point was the phenomenal view and back garden.

Clambering out of the car, Niall and Emmy were quick to grab their bags and wander inside - you guessed they were going to find out what room was theirs.

You reached for your suitcase before a tanned, ring-clad hand stopped you and grabbed it for you. Harry stood behind you, so close you could feel the heat radiate from him, his curls tickling your shoulder slightly as he leant around you.

"Here ya go,"

"Thanks H," now he was up close and not sitting in the drivers seat, you were able to fully take in how downright incredible he looked. Seeing Harry in something other than a suit made your thighs clench and your heart rate quicken. He wore a white long-sleeved loose fitting top that had the England Football motif of three lions on the left breast, paired with denim shorts that fit his toned thighs like a glove, his flyaway curls pushed back by aviators. You had to make sure you weren't drooling.

"H? That's a new one coming from you,"

"Oh, don't you like it? I can -"

"No, I love it Cecelia," his eyes were hooded as he looked at you. Truthfully the way you had called him by his nickname had made his chest tighten in a good way; it sounded so cute coming from your pretty lips.

He pointed suddenly to the words etched on the left side of your t-shirt, "The 1975? Are you a fan?"

You looked down at where he was pointing, "Oh yeah - I absolutely love them, got this t-shirt at their last tour when I saw them in London a few years ago, the newest album was just - ah so good - they were honestly amazing, have you ever listened to their stuff I think you'd like it too...sorry I'm rambling, you can tell I love them." you finished shyly, slightly embarrassed at your outburst of love for the band.

A huge dimpled grin spread on his cheeks, and that combined with his causal clothes made him look so much younger and boyish, "S'okay, was cute," he said shoving his hands in the pockets of his shorts, "I have listened to them actually and I really like their music too...actually I - oh you know what, don't worry."

"What?"

"Nothing honestly," he said innocently, grabbing the handle of your suitcase and his overnight bag in each of his large hands, "C'mon, let's go see what rooms we've got."

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The four of you convened by the backdoor, which led out to a boardwalk, once you'd sorted your rooms. You and Harry had ended up opposite to each other, with Niall and Emmy down the corridor. The house had around ten bedrooms and most of the important people in the company had bagged them with their partners, leaving some to find accommodations elsewhere - which tended to be their own, or a friends property anyway.

Opening the doors you were greeted with the fresh salty sea air, and inhaled deeply; you loved being by the beach and it reminded you of the countless holidays you'd had with you friends and family throughout your life. You had been so lucky to experience these things and so you always associated the smell with good memories and happy times - and you knew this was going to be no exception.

Wandering down the blue boardwalk you took in the endless white sand that eventually connected with the brilliant sea which resembled the shades on a turquoise blue paint swatch, starting light and gradually getting darker; this was a mini paradise.

You chose a spot to dump your bags and towels and before you even had a chance to take your sandals off, Emmy was breaking out into a run.

"C'mon Ceece, last one in is doing a tequila!" She cried in a sing-song voice.

"You little bitch! You got a head start," you whined, kicking off your sandals. You carried on running as you whipped your t-shirt over your head, flinging it behind you towards the boys, pausing only to undo your skirt, bend over and wiggle out of it before racing after Emmy as she leaped into the ocean.

Following in her stride and bounding into the cool water just behind her you groaned as you resurfaced, "So unfair, you were way ahead!" As Emmy just laughed at you joyfully.

The two boys stood motionless, having just watched that whole ordeal unfold. Niall was laughing along with you both, picking up Emmy's discarded clothes while Harry just stared, dumbstruck in your direction.

"I think you should use Emmy's line from earlier pal, as she was right, sun's not the only thing that rises," he glanced down at the obvious bulge that had appeared in Harry's navy swim shorts, howling with laughter at his comment before he received a whack around the head from Harry, who was now quickly trying to play it off like it was nothing.

"Fuck off Niall," he grumbled.

"Hey as long as it's not over me girl then it's fine," Harry attempted another whack to Niall's head but he managed to dodge it, sniggering to himself gleefully.

Truth was, that whole sequence of you stripping down to a tiny string bikini while running into the ocean would provide Harry with lots of inspiration when he was pleasuring himself. If you were gonna look this good for the rest of the weekend, then Harry was in for the longest, but definitely the best weekend of his life.

guys I'm so excited to publish these next few chapters omgggg, things are defo gonna start heating up teehee

who's exciting for a saucy weekend away??!! *raises hand*

I've added a pic down below of what I used as inspiration for the house they're staying in too, I think its amazing!!

I know I probably say this every chapter, but I wanted to thank you guys again for the all the reads, votes and comments this book has received :) I especially wanted to thank a few individuals who brighten up my day with their comments - they have commented on every chapter without fail - and those who have sent me such kind, loving and wonderful messages, you know who you are, and I cannot thank you enough, ily guys <3 I won't name them just incase they aren't comfortable with that, but if you ever wonder who they are just check the comments lmao and make sure to give them a follow and check out their books!!

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