Secrets (h.s)

More talking?

Ella's pov

It felt weird talking again. I talked quite a bit, and my throat felt a bit scratchy and all, but I actually felt relieved. I don't know if I will talk to Harry again though. It's not that I don't want to, it's just because I didn't get used to it.I mean maybe a couple words or small sentences. I don't even know anymore.

All my secrets or starting to come out. At least they don't know my biggest secrets. I have another secret then just my mom getting murdered by my own dad.

We are currently walking home and Harry calmed down.

"Do you like singing?" Harry randomly asked.

I didn't sing out loud in awhile. I used to like it. I would always sing with my mom when I was younger, I still love music though. It's a huge part of my life and it always will be. I still like singing I think. Yeah I don't sing out loud but in my head I do. I guess I do like to sing.

I nod my head.

"Are you going to talk to me again?" He asks.

I shrugged as in maybe.

"Are you good, I mean at singing."

I think about it. I didn't sing in awhile. I'm almost positive though I will be bad.

I shake my head telling him no.

"I think you will be good, I mean at singing." he tells me.

I give him a confused look.

"Your voice is really nice. It's quite and soft. You sound shy and scared most of the time, but when you want to, you sound confident and strong. So I think you will have good control of your range. I don't even know if I make sense right now but I just think you will have a good voice." He says sounding honest.

I smile at him which he returns.

"Thank you so much. I really didn't expect you to make me feel better, let alone talk to me. I'm going to be honest with you. I didn't want to live with you at first. Now I'm actually really happy about it. You make me happy. It's weird to say that. I used to hate you since you reminded me so much of Anast-her. I also assumed that you had a perfect life since you were always smiling, even though everyone put you through hell at school. I'm so sorry for everything I put you through. I can actually see us being friends though. You're the first girl I feel like actually cares about me, instead of wanting to have sex. I know this is a lot to ask from you but please talk to me. You don't have to talk to me beside people it can be our little secret. No one has to know about it, please. We both have secrets that were not telling each other. Now we can both have another secret but it will be our secret." He tells me with pleading eyes.

I think about it.

It's true, as much as I don't want to admit it I really do care about him. He did lots of terrible things to me, but he also saved me. More then once to. He's my villain but also my hero. He's the first person I really talked to after all these years. We did grow closer, as friends of course.

"Okay." I whisper

"Okay?" He asks.

"Okay." I say again a little louder.

"I seriously cant believe it you talked to me, again! I love that you're so forgiving and kind. I still can't believe you said okay!" He says excitedly.

I look at him in amusement.

"Wait is that okay to the friendship or the taking or both." He asks.

"Both, but I want talk much. Only a couple words or A sentence or two till I get used to it again." I tell him.

"That's okay. That's defiantly ok. I still cant believe this. I hope you know I care about you to. I tried not to, but I couldn't. I know you think or thought I'm some heartless bastard. I'm not though. The time I saw you at the top of the building, at first I didn't know it was you but I still wanted to help that person. Please don't do anything like that again." he tells me.

"I won't." I say quietly look at the ground.

"I don't know why you didn't talk before, you have a beautiful voice." Harry says.

I feel my cheeks warm up indicating I'm blushing.

"Shut up." I tell him while punching his arm playfully.

"I like this playful you more." he says coming closer to me.

I put my hand on his chest to prevent him from coming any closer to me.

"To close." I tell him.

"Sorry" he replies.

It feels so weird talking to someone. I feel like Im talking to much already. I want talk to him as much as I can today though. I just want to live like a normal person for once.

"You seem a lot happier." I tell him.

"I am, because of you. Thanks again." he says.

I have to admit I feel proud for making him happy again.

"I'm only going to talk to you a lot today. I'm only going to say a few words after today till I feel comfortable. I just a want to live like a normal person today." I admit to him.

He looked disappointed till his face lit up and a smile broke out onto his face.

"Turn around." he tells me.

"What?" I ask.

"Turn around, were not going home yet. If this is the the only day you're going to actually talk were going to make the most of it. What do you want to do?" He asks me.

"Since we're basically home lets eat I'm hungry. Then we can explore the woods a bit." I tell him.

"Sounds good." he replies.
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We Arrive home and I make us Nutella sandwiches with milk beside it. I ate half my sandwich and finished my milk. Harry are two sandwiches and only finished half his milk.

"You should eat more." Harry tells me.

"One day." I reply.

"Let's go." He says.

"Wait lets get some water and and hoodies it might get cold." I tell him.

"Good idea."

I get out one of Harry's backpack and put five bottles of water and one of Harry's hoodies and one of mine. I put some snacks like nuts and Crisps for along the road. I also put a couple sandwiches not knowing how long we will be out there we might get hungry.

"Now let's go." I tell him.

"Wheres our first spot?" He asks.

"I dont know lets just walk and see where we end up." I say.

"This is going to be one hell of a adventure." Harry says.

"Oh yeah." I agree