Chapter 18: Bumper Cars

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by foreverhisa

by foreverhisa

Third Person's POV

Harry opened his eyes, looking around, trying to adjust his view to the dark of the room. Laying next to him was a sleepy Lisa. Soft snores coming from her filled the room and he felt happy. As if nothing in this world could be better. He softly kissed her neck and got up, walking out.

That soft kiss was enough to make wake Lisa up. She heard somebody opening the door and walking out, so as much as she wanted to go back to sleep... she couldn't. Something was bothering her to the point where sleep wasn't an option and even though she was tired and in need of some hours of sleep she couldn't, so she got up and grabbed Harry's t-shirt that was laying carelessly on the floor. His smell made her go crazy, lose every sane and rational thought out of her mind. He had something that made her just forget about what was happening around her and just focus on him, on those deep, full of emotion light green eyes. But no matter how insane he drove her... something was off and she knew exactly what it could be.

She sat at a corner of the room and looked out the window, the small window. In the distance the sun was disappearing and it was beautiful. The city lights were closer and closer and she soon realized that wherever she was now... it was beautiful. She sighed, a little bit scared of what was coming. She has never been emotional stable, which for sure was a gift. She had the gift to feel attached to things and situations and put them in words. Let it all out and write wonderful songs. But what she was feeling right now, she couldn't get rid of it. Not even with a song.

Guilt and fear took over and her heart started to ache. She was suffering in silence. She knew she shouldn't have done that, she shouldn't have let that happen and now it was just guilt and regret. The door slowly opened, revealing a shirtless Harry, holding a mug. His curious green eyes scanned the whole room until they met Lisa's. He held the gaze for a few seconds, until his eye softened. He sighed, concerned. For a split of a second he thought she wasn't there and if she wasn't there... where the hell she could be?, but he felt relief when he saw her sitting in a corner of the room, wearing his shirt and looking out the window.

'What are you doing there?' He asked her, curious. But he got no response. Lisa just shrugged not really caring about explaining to him everything that was going on her mind. Harry knew something was bothering her, but he was also scared of getting to the bottom of it and finding that it wasn't what he was expecting and something inside of him made him believe that. He cared and he was curious about it, but he didn't wanted to push her so he just sat down next to her, handing her the mug. She gladly accepted as both of them watched the sun disappearing through the sea. It was beautiful but not as beautiful as Lisa. He knew he wanted her, and he knew that he was willing to do anything in his power to make her the happiest girl on earth.

After the plane landed they both grabbed a cab and sat inside. It was quiet, really quiet and both felt uncomfortable. Something about this wasn't right and Harry knew it. He was worried about Lisa. She didn't said anything about what happened between them and that curiosity was eating him alive. What if he did something wrong? there was no way he could know it if she wasn't willing to open her heart and let him know. That drove him insane. Not knowing what was going on inside of Lisa's mind. And it had take him a while to adjust to that, to the fact that every time something happens Lisa shuts herself down, she locks the door and don't let anyone in. He wanted her to know what he was there, that she could trust in him. But she was far far away.

He gently grabbed her hand and she looked up to him. Her eyes were dark and he couldn't ignore the way she looked. Something was bothering her and she was feeling so stupid for being so obvious sometimes. She didn't had the guts to let it out, to let everything out. Her thoughts were deep and dark and she knew this soon or later was going to break harry and this relationship. Maybe this was all a mistake, maybe Harry deserved better and she couldn't stop thinking that she wasn't good enough for him. All the doubts about them was consuming lisa's mind and it was too overwhelming. It wasn't Harry's fault, she couldn't blame him for her mistakes.

'Hey' Harry whispered to Lisa, and met her gaze. None of them looked away, both were so deeply focused on each other, trying to read what they were desperately trying to say. Nothing else mattered.

'We're here' The voice of a man filled every inch of the cab, replaced the silence and made them look away. They both got out the car and unload the luggage. No words. None of them dare to speak. He was scared and confused and she was just mad at herself and at the universe for letting her feel the way she was feeling. Harry was such a good man... hell! he was the perfect man and she was just ruining this for him. He didn't deserved it. The doors of the elevator opened and both stepped out, walking to the room.

'It's cozy' Harry said, trying to fill the emptiness of the room. Lisa simply nodded and walked to the bed. It was already late there and for some reason she was exhausted. They both walked to the room and cuddled, until they were both in deep sleep.

**I haven't updated this story either and I'm sorry. I'll try to update more often. I'm sorry again :/

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