Timid Love

Timid Love: Chapter 2-Harry

"No. Not really." I said, trying to keep the tears from falling down my cheeks. I slid back down to the cold cement.

"Hey.. It's alright. What's your name, love?"

"Angelica." I whispered.

"Alright Angelica, I'm Harry. You're coming with me." Harry stated.

"Bu-"

"You're coming with me."

"I don't even know you."

"And I don't know you. Lets go." Harry said, easily lifting me from the ground. He carried me bridal style and started to walk down the street. I tried to resist, but soon realized it was no use with me in my frail state and his tall, muscular frame.

"Well at least tell me where we're going." I said, still not convinced that Harry was trustworthy.

"To my apartment." He answered simply.

"You don't even know me. I could be armed for all you know." I pouted, trying to convince him.

"But you're not." he chuckled.

"As far as you know."

"I know that you're pregnant, and very fragile. And I know very well you're not armed." Harry surprised me by saying. I thought about it. He was right, it wasn't likely at all. A gust of wind came again, I shivered and curled closer to Harry. He stopped at an Audi.

"Th-This is your car?!" I exclaimed.

"Yeah, it's just a car, why so surprised?" He chuckled.

"Well Audis are kinda expensive." I stated, staring him in his eyes. I got distracted my the mesmerizing green color, and the way his ringlets fell over his forehead, and the way he flicked them away. Harry was cute, but it's not like I could ever fall for him. I wouldn't love after what Jay had done. He showed me the danger of falling in love, and I soon decided that it wasn't worth it.

"Angelica? Did you hear me?" He questioned, chuckling, as he knew I didn't.

"Huh? Sorry I wasn't listening..." I trailed off.

"I said you have to get in the backseat." He stated with a small smile on his lips. I complied and strapped myself in. Harry drove down the street and turned onto a street. He parked outside of an apartment building and got out. He came around and opened my door.

"I could have done that myself, thank you very much." I said crossing my arms.

"Well you didn't, so I did it for you." He smirked. I huffed and got out. He led me up the stairs of the building to his place. He opened the door and told me to have a seat on the couch. I made myself at home and turned on the TV.

"Harry look Lilo and Stitch is on!!!" I squeaked.

"Um...So?" He questioned, confused.

"Lilo and Stitch is only the best movie ever. I said. He came to sit down with me after grabbing 2 cans of pop. I put my legs onto Harry's lap so I could lay down. The movie was at the part when there was the ugly duckling. I started to tear up and looked at Harry.

"Why are you crying?" Harry asked, "It's not that emotional."

"Well it is to me. And may I remind you that I'm carrying a baby."

"Whatever." he said. He rolled his eyes, but I could see the teasing sparkle in his eyes. His eyes are the most fascinating color. The way he stares at you with them when he talks, it absolutely mesmerizes me. Everything about Harry is perfect. Everything.