I was just walking through the door to my new job as a lifeguard when a tall dark skinned man come over to me.

"Are you Wren Monroe?" he spoke in an alluring voice.

"Yes, s-sir." I stuttered as he towered over me, I couldn't help but feel intimidated by his built structure and tattoos.

He guided me behind the desk down the hall which smelled of chlorine and baby sweat, my nose scrunched up as we walked, the smell soon disappearing further down the hall we got, he pointed me towards a room which had 'STAFF ONLY' written on it in dark red words. I could hear him snickering as he walked away, by the time he had disappeared I knew we wouldn't get along. I was really nervous to open the door in front of me mainly because of who lead me down here; I don't want to work with people like him, intimidating and creepy. By the time my thoughts had passed I was in the room, I was surprised to find only four people in there who looked friendly, before I knew it one girl jolted up to me.

"Hi, I'm Kayla, that's my twin Lauren." she squeaked pointing over by the window, she smiled and I gave her a slightly worried look back.

"She does this with everyone, I wouldn't worry about it." she responded as my face relaxed. Kayla went to sit back down as the boy in the corner with dirty blonde hair finished making a drink came over to me.

"Hey, I'm Jake." he said in a surprisingly deep voice which didn't match his stick like figure at all.

"Wren." I mumbled in nervousness, I felt odd with people coming up to me and introducing themselves but at ease at the same time as they weren't like that douche who lead me down the hallway. My eyes wandered over to the corner where I saw a tall, curly haired brunette boy sitting on a counter top, I stared at him for a few minutes in amazement when Jake nudged me.

"That's Harry." he laughed as I jumped from his actions, as soon as he heard his name he looked up, the most beautiful green eyes I had ever seen, it felt like he was looking right into my soul, I nervously looked back at Jake before he smirked and walked away. I went to place my bag and jacket down when Harry approached me.

"So... you're the new girl?" He asked in a raspy voice.

"Y-yes." I stuttered out as he towered over me, an unpleasant reminder of what had happened when I first arrived, He took me by my wrist, gripping it unnecessarily tight and dragged me into the back room. Jake's, Kayla's and Lauren's eyes followed us as I looked back frightened, their faces expressionless except Lauren's who crept out a little laugh.

"Where are you taking me?!" I spat as he closed the door behind me, he let go of my wrist which I immediately raised up to my chest, hovering over it wincing, the skin taut red. "What the hell was that for?!" I whined, he turned on the switch, I watched the light flicker on as he gasped at my wrist.

"I didn't realise I was hurting you, sorry." he gasped, I flinched as he took hold of my wrist not knowing what he was going to do, he gently took me over to a water dispenser and dampened a tissue which he placed it over the now sensitive skin.

"It's okay.. I suppose, no one ever told you that you're a little rough handed?" I joked, hoping he was going to answer, but he just laughed back.

"I brought you in here to tell you that I've been made to take you around and watch you for the week, teach you how things work around here..." he stated as he sat down, my eyebrows lowered in confusion. "Dennis, the one at the front desk?" he announced, I let out a groan which made him laugh "That's every ones opinion on him, you won't be seeing much of him so don't worry." he said as his raspy voice extended on the last word. "Anyway, all you've got to do is watch the pool, we rotate every twenty minutes from the indoor to the outdoor pool, I'll be with you so you don't forget, surely you know everything else from your course?" he explained.

"Yeah." I mumbled as I looked towards the window away from him, when I looked into his eyes I felt like he was studying everything about my body, reading me like an open book.

"Okay then" he shouted, I jumped from his raspy voice. He got up and opened the door for me, his hair falling across his forehead before he swept it back up, his fingers gliding through each curl, slightly messing his hair as he put his head forward. I put the wet tissue in the bin as I walked out with a slight blush appearing across my cheeks.

"What happened in there?" Jake laughed as he noticed my flushed cheeks.

"Nothing, so get back to work." Harry demanded, he looked at me and chuckled at my pink tinged cheeks. Harry's plump lips started slowly moving as I was staring into his sparkling green eyes.

"Come on then" he spoke in his raspy voice walking away from me, his soft curls bouncing as he took each step, I followed him out the door, not knowing what he was saying to me before, my mouth impossibly dry with worry, he lead me into the unisex changing rooms which leaded to the indoor pool.

"The pool opens in five minutes, wait here while I go and get our walkie talkies." he mumbled as his voice disappeared into the changing rooms. My body relaxed knowing I was alone, I felt so tense when he was near me. My nose scrunched up again from the smell, chlorine and baby sweat invading my senses, everyone else was probably used to the pungent scent.

"Here you go." he hotly whispered as he crept up behind me, dangling a walkie talkie next to me from behind.

"Pools closed" Jake shouted from the outdoor pool, getting down from the wooden lifeguard chair.

I looked up at Harry, a little frightened of him remembering the mark he left on my wrist, now slightly purple, he looked back smiling showing his dimples, one of the very few features that made him look so innocent.

Harry walked me back to the staff room where I got my bags, "See you in an hour" he winked making me feel a little uneasy but amused at the same time, I laughed and walked down the hall, as soon as I got out the door I took in the air, it feeling clean in my lungs after being around the pool for two and a half hours. I peered around in my bag looking for my phone, I had a text from Naomi 'Hey, I'm by the outdoor pool waiting, got some burger king for us xx' I walked over to the picnic benches by the outdoor pool where I saw her waiting for me.

"So, how was it?!" she squealed in excitement. She was practically interrogating me, wanting to know every detail of the morning.

"There's this boy, Harry, he's supposed to be keeping an eye on me for the week." I let out.

"Do you like him?!" she screamed, I jumped and laughed at her response.

"Well, he's really attractive but I have Spencer."

HARRY'S POV

Wren had left the room, she was beautiful, and she looked so innocent with every movement she made. I pulled out my phone as I was walking out of the staff room to get some lunch, pushing my curls in between my fingers as I brushed them over my head, I came to hear Wren's angel like voice talking to someone, I pressed my back up against the cold bricks when I heard her say my name.

I walked around the corner, my arm skidding on the bricks, her head raised up to see me, she smiled and I mirrored her movements.

WRENS POV

Just as I had stopped talking about Harry, he came from the corner, my head shot up and I was hoping he didn't hear a word I said, he looked at me and looked at the concrete smiling, I cursed at my hand as I reached out for the drink Naomi bought me, her mouth formed into an 'o' as she gasped at my injured wrist.

"Where did you get that?!" she choked as she grabbed my wrist, I pulled away as I turned looking at Harry, my eyes full of fear, Naomi curiously turned to see who I was intently fixed on, Harry stared back, worry in his eyes, putting two of his fingers on the corner of his perfectly shaped lips gently nibbling on his nails. "Holy shit" she cursed as her mouth dropped to the floor, surprised I didn't say Spencer for once.

I immediately spotted Harry, waiting for me in the corner of the staff room; my pulse could be heard in my ears, mouth becoming dry. I stood frozen in my spot as Harry's intimidating height shadowed over me, my eyes worryingly travelled up the length of his body, my fingers clutching around my bag a little tighter.

"Everyone has already gone to the pool so we have to clean up the changing rooms" he spoke in an annoyed raspy voice, I put down my bag and followed him to the cleaners closet where he handed me a mop to push all the water out of the changing rooms. I moved myself into the changing rooms pushing the water down the drains in the corner of the room, I don't have much upper arm strength, none on that note, my breathe was getting irregular and Harry noticed I was getting tired,

"Give me it, go and sit down" he demanded, he sounded so sexy when he was annoyed, but then it struck me, why was he annoyed? Before I could think about it the words had already left my parted lips.

"Have I done something to make you pissed with me?"

"Excuse me?" he barked, my head sunk down into my hands, a deep sigh falling out of my mouth.

"Well you were so nice earlier, and now? You're acting like I've done something wrong?" He stared at me for a few seconds before his plump lips parted, but no words came out, he walked over to me, one hand tousling his beautiful curls, the other halfway in his pocket.

"At lunch, your friend was giving me dirty looks after I sat down, it gave off the impression you said something bad about me" he stuttered as he sat down next to me, my eyes widened, regretting telling Naomi who caused the injury.

"She asked me what happened to my wrist and I looked at you, I don't have anything bad to say about you". Harry's face brightened after I had reassured him that everything was okay.

"So, do you have a boyfriend?" he said, trying to change to a more light hearted subject.

"Yes" he laughed at my blunt response; I quickly added "His name is Spencer."

We spoke for what seemed like hours, he was telling me about his past and I discovered how troubled it was, I wondered how he could hide all of that under his beautiful presence, how he was still going after his mum had left him for her lover when he was sixteen, after everyone he knew before the age of eighteen made him feel so useless, how could a boy that had such a disturbed life give off the impression everything was perfect, but maybe now it was, maybe he had gotten over everything and moved on, the thought of someone just forgetting a whole chapter of their life frightened me.

I watched him look down after he saw that my lips had parted over how breathtakingly emotional his life was, his chestnut curls cascading down his face, he was so beautiful. I looked away from him, not knowing what to say, he placed his thumb and index finger around my chin, pulling my head up to look at him, I felt his thumb gently rub over my pursed bottom lip, my breath getting hotter, my chest which was rising and falling had completely froze. Harry's hand instantly fell as he heard someone slam a locker door shut.

"We should get back to work." I was shocked at what had just happened, when his touch left my lip I felt cold, something was different.