Artistic {h.s}

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The next morning was just like the rest. Lilly was awaken by the sun and a knock on her door. She groaned and rolled out of bed. He was at her door. She looked into his eyes, seeing the green meadow with blooming flowers and butterflies. Harry wasn't like this with Daisy. When Harry would focus on Lilly and Daisy would interrupt, the flowers in his chest and eyes would close their petals and the tall grass would dry up. It's like Lilly was his water to survive yet, she was oblivious to this fact. So, harry thought.

"Y-your mother left for work. I can drive you to school, if you'd like." He sputtered and Lilly smiled at his shyness. She nodded her head and he turned on his heel to walk downstairs. Lilly got dressed with a stupid grin on her face. Harry just made her feel something and she wanted to feel more of it.

She walked down stairs in her school uniform that was one size too small and her same white ruffly socks and shoes. Her hair was in waves as she let it fall down her back. She quickly washed her face and grabbed her backpack, Skipping out of her room.

Harry was in the kitchen making toast. He was wearing black skinny jeans and a Plain black t-shirt. His hair doing the same as Lilly"s. All of his rings and a watch showered his left hand as well as a few tattoos. He was beautiful and Lilly saw that.

"Ready?" She asked. Harry looked up at her and his mouth went dry. She was so beautiful and Harry saw that. He could see the gleam in her pale blue eyes when she would speak to him and how her cheeks would turn a rosy pink.

He nodded his head forgetting all about the toast on his plate. Lilly was heading towards the door but, a hand on her upper arm gently stopped her. "You haven't eaten." He stated. Lilly saw something in eyes but, couldn't really tell what it was. Then she shrugged. "I'm not really hungry." He nodded his head and let go of her arm. She walked to his black Range Rover. He opened her door and she hopped him, her skirt lifting the slightest bit, flashing a portion of her white underwear. His breathing was uneven but, he calmed himself down before getting in on the drivers side.

He started the car and began driving towards Lilly's school. The silence was driving Lilly crazy so she spoke. "Why are with my mom?" She asked and he furrowed his eyebrows. "What do you mean?" Lilly thought about what she was going to say. "You don't love her, and we all know she doesn't love you back. You're number 5, harry. Once all her husbands get the slightest amount of money further away from a million, she's not afraid to divorce. She's a gold d-" Harry was fuming at this point. He knew that Daisy didn't love him like he loved her but, he wasn't going to let Lilly rub it in his face.

"You don't understand, Lilly. You're a child. I do love your mom." He lied. "What do you know about love?" He spat. Lilly looked hurt at his words. She put her head down slightly and looked away before mumbling an "you're right I don't know much.." She continued as harry pulled up to her school. "But, I know that if you loved my mom like you say you do, you wouldn't look at me the way that you do." Lilly was disappointed that harry would even bring up such things when he clearly felt something for her.

She opened her door and jumped out clutching her back pack. Harry was upset with himself that he hurt Lilly. But, what hurt him the most was that she was speaking the truth. And what killed him, was that when he called her name she slammed the door and ran to the school doors and the flowers in his chest were slowly dying without the water Lilly was providing.

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