Harry chuckled as he stood next to you. He knew you were clearly confused. He had brought you to a golf match in Georgia. He had been talking about it all week, he was so excited. It was quite cold so he let you wear his jacket while he wore a blue sweater and some black trousers. His curls bounced on the top of his head with the wind occasionally. his lips curled up into a smile as he watched. Since he was a celebrity and you were his wife, you got to stand into the VIP section. Which was a pretty close spot. Too bad you didn’t understand a thing expect for the fact that you just have to get the golfball in the hole. The crowd cheered as the golfer successfully had a par 4. Harry looked down at you, seeing you confused.

“Every golf hole has a “par” assigned to it. Most holes are either a par 3, par 4, or par 5. On a par 4, a golfer is expected to take 4 strokes to get his ball in the hole.” He attempted to explain to you, hoping you’d understand a bit more. He smiled with those green eyes of his as his dimples perked. It was gonna be a long day.