My Star From Another Star

16 - Quite close

HA-NEUL'S POV

"Sleep now!", I covered him with the blanket and was about to leave when he held my hand.

"Don't leave me."

"I am by your side", I slept beside him.

"I am such a pathetic guy. Did I disturb your sleep?", he asked looking at me.

"No not at all. I wasn't sleeping after all", I lied.

"Oh!", he looked at my neck. "Why do you have that scar?", he asked.

"Oh this. I have this since my birth", I answered and switched off the lamp by snapping the fingers of my left hand.

He just nodded and stared at me. I could feel his stare even in the darkness of the room.

"Won't you leave?", I asked.

"Leave what?", he said cluelessly.

"My right hand", I said.

"What? Huh! I am not holding it because I am scared. I was...I was... it was for you. You were the one who used to ask me to hold your hand so that you are not treated as an illiterate here. Now you are complaining me for holding your hand", he scoffed and left my hand.

I giggled.

"Hihihi. Very funny ", he said in a girlish tone.

"Ommo! Ahahhaa", I laughed out hard at that tone.

"Ah! Ahjussi. Ommo! Ommo!", he again mocked me.

Wait! Why am I laughing on my insult. Whatever it sounds funny! I couldn't stop laughing.

"Go to sleep now", he rolled to the other side.

How can I? When you are having nightmares. I wish I could have some power to see his dreams. I wish I could share his pain with him. But I don't want to ask him what the dream was about and make it haunt him again.

There is so much going on right now. Turns out Harry sold his pearl. I still am confused about why he did that. I need to talk to him.

Once Yoon-Seok fell asleep, with my magic I went in Harry's room.

He was reading a book,"Why are you here?". He said without looking at me.

"Don't you think we need to talk", I said.

"Talk about what?", he asked.

"That pearl. Why did you sell it?",I came straight on the point.

"Oh so you found out", he smirked.

"There is no way to go back now. I still have no idea where my pearl is lost", I shouted.

"Shouldn't you be happy about that?", he asked.

"What do you mean?", I asked.

"I mean isn't it better here. Why do you want to go back. We can just stay here like humans. I got a hefty sum for selling that pearl. I had no idea it has so much value on Earth. Look I am even paying the rent, wearing expensive clothes, eating good food", he said.

"Harry. Have you gone crazy? Do you even know what are you saying. Just for some worldly and materialistic pleasures you sold your one of the most precious possessions. That pearl can bring so much problems here. What if they know about our existence?", my blood started boiling.

"I don't give a fuck. I am happy here. And I want to stay here forever. I came here on my wish and I will go on my wish."

Is he really the Harry I used to know. Is he really that Harry who would do anything I say.