If I Could Fly

Mud

He drops his arm as we walk, but stays so close that our arms brush every time we take a step. Soon we come to the end of the forest, and the path dissipates into the wet grass of the field again.

It's raining lightly now and I'm so cold my jaw chatters. I look down at my poor choice of outfit- a thin long sleeved top, skinnies and vans without socks of course- and sigh.
My feet are wet and my t-shirt clings to me as it's slightly damp. I would've dressed warmer but I didn't plan going on a walk through a forest so it is what it is I guess. We're only about 5 minutes away from my car anyway, but the rain is getting heavier so I decide to hurry things up a bit.

"Race ya" I say, taking off towards the car with a chuckle. I'm fast, faster than him and I know I can win this so I settle for a light jog to start off, I'll pull out the big guns at the end.
I stay just behind him, chasing at his feet until I see my car come into view, then I take off at full pelt.

I'm far in the lead, only about 10 meters away from the car when I slip on a patch of mud and slide, quite impressively, the entire remainder of the way, coming to rest by the car door.
Harry finds this absolutely hilarious for some reason and folds in half, literally shouting in laughter. I can't help but to join in with his laughter and we end up laughing like maniacs in the rain. I'm thankful that no one is around to see me, mud covered and soaked through.

Harry reaches his hand out to me and pulls me up, still shaking with laughter.
"I won!" I cheer
"Yes, Louis. You won" he says, rolling his eyes fondly "but you're also plastered in mud, and I can't take you seriously" he chuckles " let's get you home"
"Okey dokey" I say in a sing song voice, and go to climb in the car when I realise that I can't sit down without getting the seats completely covered in mud.
"Wait, how am I supposed to sit down? I have mud all over my ass"
"Just take your trousers off Louis, it's not rocket science"
"In the middle of the street!?!"
"There's no one around Lou, no one will ever know, come on I'll shield you" Harry says, moving so that the door covers one half of me and he stands with his back to me in the gap, creating a little space for me to quickly strip in.
"My knight in shining armour" I reply sarcastically.
Let me ask quickly, have you ever had to take off wet skinny jeans? If you haven't then I have an answer for you.
It's really, really fucking hard, and the limited space I have is making it much much harder.

I'm successful with getting my first leg removed but my second is proving tricky. I end up hopping around on one leg while tugging at the fabric hanging off my other ankle where it is completely stuck.
I've tried everything but it just won't budge.

I'm about to give up when I give it an almighty tug and it suddenly comes unstuck, and I fall forwards with the force of it, simultaneously punching myself in the stomach and face planting into Harry's back. Harry lets out a shriek and stumbles forwards on the grass.

The next thing I know I'm on the floor- or rather on Harry, on the floor and I'm giggling like a School girl. Harry, who landed awkwardly half on his side and half on his back, groans and shuffles so he's now laying fully of his back on the grass.

I carry on laughing until I notice our stance, with me half naked, straddling the top of his thighs and all laughter suddenly dies. His gaze on me is so intense I forget to move and I just sit there until he clears his throat
"You planning on getting up any time soon or are you just going to sit there?" He asks, and I blush furiously.
"Sorry" I say whilst scrambling to get up.

Once I'm successfully on my feet I reach out to pull him up too but I pull too hard and he's suddenly colliding with my chest.
"Woah there Tiger, little less force next time yeh?" He says and I roll my eyes
"Just get your ass in the car Styles, I don't need sass from you too"