Bite My Tongue

---Harry's POV---

Niall decided it was a good idea to go running off like a mad man down the field with Louis chasing him screaming at him to behave. It seemed as though Louis adopted Niall as a son of some sort, it was rather cute if you ask me. Ahahha cute, what am I saying I sound like a girl.

But I couldn't help but turn to the smaller person next to me, her white fluffy hair drifting about slightly from the warm and welcoming breeze passing through England for once, her eyes looked almost like the field itself a wild green colour and the most important thing her small hand surrounded by my much larger ink clad one. I smirked slightly taking notice of the peculiar way she would hold my hand. She would grab hold of my smallest finger and ring finger and hold onto them with a vice grip letting me wrap my two spare fingers and my thumb around the main part of her hand. I chuckled slightly at how quirky and awkward she was in every single way possible. It was probably the most perfect thing about her not to mention the whole of her being pure perfection. She had a rare gift called natural beauty, she never needed make-up or have her hair absolutely perfect. She looked lovely with her pale face left natural and her hair in it's natural loose curls. She was something special that I wanted to keep. I would never let her know that though, she was very timid when I first met her a few days ago and I have just managed to get her out of the treacherously walls she has built around her. She would freak out if I told her my feelings towards her now, I dread to think her reaction!

---Amber's POV---

After watching Niall and Louis till they disappeared behind the trees and bushes sitting at the bottom of the field I couldn't help but notice an intense stare seeping through my skin and into my bones, well that's what it felt like. I giraffed my head up towards Harry and gave him a funny look and in return I was given one of his cheshire cat smirks. That boy and his smirking ugh.
I noticed how warm and welcoming his hand was, it was an immense feeling holding onto it and at this point I was starting to wonder if it was just my imagination of how nice the texture of his hand felt. They had a rough feeling to them, only a slight one which was taken over by his soft fingertips and the heat of them radiating onto my hands. My eyes still on our hands I heard his contagious laugh fill my ear before looking up rather startled at his outburst. It was then I noticed that his eruption of laughter was because of me staring at our hands with the most confused obscured look slapped onto my face. Now here I am blushing and keeping my head down as Harry finds it even more amusing.

"I thought you would know what hands were by now!" He cackled, his deep voice sounding croaky due to his laughing fit still not subsiding. "Sorry," I whispered under my breath as I kept my head down and let Harry lead the way into the trees that Niall and Louis had previously bolted through leaving a mass trail of broken branches. After a few minutes of walking we found Louis and Niall throwing a ball to each other and Niall giggling as per usual. I decided to sit down on a tree stump as Harry jogged over to join the boys as they started to lob leaves and lumps of grass at each other, it amused me at how easily occupied they were from the smallest of things. You could put the three of them in a white room with a piece of paper and a drum stick and they would still probably find a way to make some numb skull game to play.

"Harry! Can we make you a leaf wig!?" Niall screamed giggling to himself whilst presenting Harry a handful of leaves. Harry looked over to me with a look of pity on his face, I simply laughed at him and gave him the look to say "be nice". Harry understood my facial features and sat down cross legged as Niall destroyed Harry's chestnut curly Barnett. I guess after a while Niall found a resting Louis to go annoy and Harry came over to me with puppy dog eyes and his bottom lip jutting out. "Look at what the child has done to me," Harry whimpered as he sat down in-between my legs signalling me to start plucking the leaves from his hair and what a task that was. As I started pulling out the last few leaves off Harry's head he started to lean back into my squishing my legs slightly as he nuzzled his face awkwardly into my chest, I took advantage and decided to play with his hair hoping he wouldn't mind. I slowly reached up taking caution in case Harry had one of his outbursts but he turned to look at me "please, play with my hair" He almost whispered whilst tilting his head up to look at me. I simply picked up one of his curly locks and started to twiddle it around my fingers making Harry purr like a kitten. He let out a long sigh and grabbed my other hand which was happily sat on my lap and placed it onto his broad shoulder. "Harry loves Amber, Harry loves Amber!" Niall and Louis pranced around singing repeatedly making Harry step out of his trance and shout at both of them "Will you two shut up? You have already tortured me for the whole day what more do you want?" before laying his head back down.

"Do you love Amber?" Niall asked Harry childishly as he sat down crossed legged with his head tilted, he was so adorable! "Niall! Don't say stuff like that, that's rude!" Louis interrupted saving a frowning Harry from having to answer his question. Niall put his head down "Sorry Lou" he whimpered then I heard little gasps escaping his lips. "Aw Niall, you're not in trouble! It was just an accident" I cooed sitting next to him and wrapping my arms around his small body. "I don't like doing things wrong" he whispered to me. "You're not doing anything wrong Niall! Your supposed to learn from mistakes," I explained to him as I rocked him back and forth. Louis came over telling me he will take over and Harry took my hand pulling me out of the bushes. "Yeah, sorry about what Niall said, he's still learning" Harry stuffed his hands into his pockets and looked to the floor. I just nodded and pulled him slightly so that we walked towards the main building. Once inside Harry took me back to his room where we both fell onto the bed and drifted into our sleeping fazes.