Denial

ch.7

Harry's Pov.

As I get out of the car, I'm surprised by the mounts of flashes in Scarlett's face. I see the shock and fear in her face and try and calm her down by putting my hand on her lower back to escort her in. She looks back in confusion but I look strait ahead making sure she gets in alright. I mean not that I would care... Again all just for the money.

As we walk in the scent of soap and old people fill my nose. I scrunch up my face but immediately let it go.

"Same, hate the smell" I hear Scarlett whisper as I look down her eyes fluttering up to look at me.

I hum in acknowledgment and look back infront of me. We walk towards a room filled with elderly's ready to meet the princess.

"Nice to see you Princess Scarlett" a young man says to her while signaling to go in. She nods and opens the door. The people inside look and instantly smile. Only if they new her real and nasty self. Partying and having sex as often as she can.

"Well hello everyone. I'm so happy to finally meet all of you lovely people. I'm so honored to be here with you all" she says and smiles her best fake smile. The girl can act.

As she walks around meeting everyone I can't help but stare. Not only at the fact that she's actually being nice and non-selfish, but at the fact that she's gorgeous. It kind of makes up for her shitty personality. I can see her look my direction everyone once in a while but I just give a small nod each time. As we are getting ready to leave, I can't help but overhear a conversation between Scarlett and another lady.

"Sweetie, how are you?" The lady politely asks.

"Oh I'm alright thank you" Scarlett replies softly. I'm unfamiliar with this side of her.

"Why do I have the feeling that's not true darling?" The lady asks slowly.

"Well when someone asks that question, they don't really care. They hope you say that your okay so they don't have to listen to your problems. Especially when your a princess" she sadly replies. I feel myself almost fall for that, I almost feel bad for her.

"Hun, that's not true at all. I wouldn't be asking if I didn't care" Scarlett gives a much appreciating smile and says her goodbye. She walks toward me and says, "Can I go?". I nod and escort her out. Once we get into the car she interrupts the silence,

"Good enough for you" she say and looks out the window. I try to find an answer but come out speechless. I look down and fiddle with my fingers,

"Whatever" I mumble and look out the window myself.