Secrets (h.s)

City

Ella's pov

Holy poo he's leaning in.

I can't tell if I'm dreaming or of this is real so I thought I should just pinch myself and if I can feel the pain it's real. Wait why should I be the one in pain if Harrys the one leaning in.

Oh my god, Harrys about to kiss me. So I pinch him to check if this was a dream.

"Ow!" He screams and moves back.

I let out a breath of relief.

"What did you do that for?" He questions looking a bit frustrated.

"I didn't know if I was dreaming or not." I blurt out then quickly cover my mouth with my hands.

"Oh, so you had dreams of me spooning you and kissing you." Harrys says with his famous smirk returning.

"What no! I just-I didn't mean it like that." I reply flustered.

He always manages to make something sound dirty.

"Sure." He replies sarcastically.

"You're changing me Harry." I say randomly.

"And I'm kind of scared that you are." I confess.

I don't know why I just said this out of nowhere but I thought about me talking a lot more than usual. I said to Harry I will only say acouple words after our adventure but here I am talking to him like a normal person. I actually got quite used to talking, it's fun.

I looked at Harry and he was already looking at me. I felt as if he was studying me.

"Why are you scared about that?" Harry questions.

"I just- I've been the same me for the past 12 years. I wouldn't talk I would always fake a smile. I was stiff and just focused on the important things in life. Now here I am, actually smiling genuine smiles. Laughing, having fun, now I feel like I'm to loose on life. I said I would only speak a couple words with you after our adventure, but here I am talking to you like a normal person. I'm letting my guard of to easily, this can cause me my life, and maybe even yours."

His eyebrows are furrowed and his lips are pressed in a thin line. I felt bad for ruining our moment, but I had to say it.

"You're saying these things as if there bad. You should be happy even ecstatic that you're happy again and actually laughing. That you're talking, that you're having friends and life is actually going you're way. I promise you're mom would be proud." He tells me looking at me straight in the eyes.

"Really?" I ask him hopeful that my mom would actually be proud.

"I promise." He confirms looking me straight in the eyes.

"How about we go out in the city?" Harry asks.

"What about my dad." I ask him worried.

He stiffened and his jaw clenched when I said my dad.

"Don't call that bastard your dad." He said angrily with his jaw clenched.

I stayed quite. He's right why am I calling him my dad when he didn't act like one for the past 12 years.

"I'm going to get my clothes and change I'll meet you downstairs." He says rummaging through the the closet the holds both our clothes and gets a black tee shirt and black jeans, but what surprised me was his sparkly gold boots. I don't think he can pull off the shoes in all honesty.

I wear a black and white skirt and A yellow crop top. The crop top made my boobs look bigger then normal but I wanted to dress in something that fits in with everybody. I wear black flats and obviously no makeup. I leave my hair down in its Natural curls. (Outfit on the side)