I Wish

Chapter 4~: Do you love her?

Sunday morning, I woke up on Harry's couch. I rubbed my eyes and looked at the clock. 9:37 A.M. Crap. I thought. I'm late. I quickly got up and put my dark hair in a messy bun. I borrowed one of Harry's sweaters. I'm sure he wouldn't mind. I grabbed my bag without bothering to see where Harry was.

"Good morning." I sat across from Noah at Starbucks. He wanted me to come meet him for coffee at 8. Whoops. "It almost was." I heard him mutter under his breath. I let out a sigh. "I'm sorry. I overslept." He blinked. "It's fine, Isla." He smiled and handed me a latte. I wasn't sure if he faked that smile or not. So I returned the smile back.

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~Harry's P.O.V~

It was nice to hang out with Isla again, just the two of us. Ever since she started dating that jerk, he's all she thinks about. She doesn't even see Janessa anymore. Maybe I should talk to her.

I drove to the elementary school and listened to the radio. Me and Isla's favorite song came on. Fix You by Coldplay. She just loves Coldplay. They're her favorite band. Don't get me wrong, she likes me and the lads' music, but she adores Coldplay. She told me that they inspire her. She doesn't know why or how they just do.

"Janessa?"

"Harry, Hi." She was asleep. "Didn't mean to wake you, love."

"It's ok. Where's Isla?"

"Starbucks, with Noah." I mumbled.

"Oh. Harry?"

I looked up. "Yes, love?"

"Do you love Isla?"

I chuckled. "What?"

"Are you in love with her?" Her blue eyes twinkled.

"Well...I don't know. Even if I was, she's my best friend. And plus, she has a boyfriend." I muttered. "Isla is truly a wonderful person. She's funny, smart, sweet, and really really beautiful. Her smile lights up the room. She's clumsy and at the same time, perfectly balanced. She loves to laugh. She's honest about everything. Being around just makes me happy. She makes me happy, but she loves Noah. And well, I'm not him, but boy, I wish I was."