Secret Admirers //one direction//

Chapter 15

"Today is a good day just because I decided it", I say, looking at my phone. This phone aka the blackmailer is the only problem in my life! I hope the blackmailer doesn't text today!

Harry and I are going to the beach today. Should I be happy about it? Yes of course, but it's impossible for me to forget about that terrible incident from my past. As I start to think about it, I heard the doorbell ring, startling me.

Oh yes! It's not just my phone and the blackmailer. Another one of my problems in my life are these stupid parcels. Wait, why the hell did this thought, never cross my mind? Is the blackmailer sending me the parcels? Or is the person who is sending me these parcels different?

For God sake, how can I be such a fool! Why on earth will a blackmailer send me gifts? The blackmailer has got nothing to do with the gifts, right? So does that mean, there are two different people stalking me? Alright I am overthinking again, I should probably just open the door.

As I open the door my eyes brighten up and my cheeks grow red. It's Harry. He's looking stunning and attractive as always, though he's dressed pretty casually in his black jeans and white tee with a blue bandana hanging on his neck. Oh boy! How can he look like this all the time. I can't explain how flattered and happy I am feeling. I ask him to wait, while I run upstairs to bring all of my belongings. I lock the main door and walk down with Harry.

I get onto the passenger seat of his black range rover, parked in front of my house. I fasten my seatbelt and he hits the road.

"Hey I think I saw your friend downstairs while walking out of your house. Didn't you notice?", he asks me about Tracey. She was roaming in the garden but of course she ignored me.

"She isn't talking to me, rather ignoring me." I say.

"Oh, I'm sorry. May I know the reason? You two had a fight?"

"Her boyfriend is cheating on her. I saw Liam kissing another girl. When I told her that she refused to believe me and now probably hates me, because I kept trying to prove my point.", I say.

I roll down the window to let in some fresh air. I wasn't feeling okay after I told Harry about Tracey. My mind went back to the time when Tracey and I used to stick like magnets, an inseparable bond that didn't take a minute to break.

My eyes are somewhat watered by now. Too many memories pilling up together. Suddenly, Harry stops the car. I quickly rub my eyes and look in his direction.

"We're at the beach.", he says. I give him a sad smile. We get down from the car. My hair blew under the influence of the fast blowing wind. It's been six years, since I've been here. I try not to think about that day, six years ago but my mind continues to go back there.

I stand there and look straight in no particular direction, my vision getting lost in the horizon. I feel Harry's hand graze against mine and he slowly intertwines his fingers with mine.

"Perry, I'm here. If you want to say something don't hesitate, okay?" , he says, his voice deep. I nod. We enter the beach area. As we start nearing the sea coast, I hold back. Harry turns towards me and furrows his eyebrows.

"I can't, Harry...", I almost cry. 

Harry must have sensed something was really wrong, so he takes me away from the coast and we sit on a stone pedestal at one corner of the beach.

I hide my face into my hands, my elbows resting on my knees while I sob.

Harry rests his hand on my shoulders and terribly apologises, "Perry, I'm really sorry. I seriously shouldn't have brought you here. I don't know what's making you cry so much. I'm sorry, I'm just so sorry." He hands me his handkerchief. I use it to wipe away the tears off my face.