"Harry?" I call out. I search the parking lot but see nothing. Where is he? When I see him, I feel my heart ache with pain. His lower lip is still cut and his body is still bruised, maybe a bit worse than the last time I seen him. How could I have not seen this earlier?
"Look, I'm sorry about earlier. I shouldn't have been such a jerk and I should have answered you when you asked." I say with my hands in my back pocket so that I can resist the urge of reaching out to touch him.
"What the hell was that?" Harry asks angrily.
Anger begins to build up inside of me now. "Did you really think that you could keep this away from me?" I ask.
"What are you talking about?" He asks.
"You and Taylor Swift. I'm not stupid you know,"
"What about her?"
"You're with her, aren't you?" I ask.
"No. Why would you -"
"I seen the pictures and tweets involving the two of you. Why didn't you just tell me? I wouldn't have got mad." I tell Harry.
"Because it's not true, Alex. I'm not with her and I don't want to be." Harry says. "I only want to be with this one girl, but I'm not sure if she feels the same way." My hands are taken into his and I look up to his beautiful face, not caring about the horrible reminders of what my dad did to him.
"Alex, I'm sorry. Those things aren't true though." Harry says, cupping the side of my cheek.
"Promise?"
"Promise,"
I smile, leaning up and pressing a warm kiss to his cheek before wrapping my arms around him. His warmth spreads throughout me and I tug him closer, not wanting to let him go. Harry's fingers slightly push into my side and I let a small giggle escape my lips as he lifts me up and twirls me around.
"Will you still go with me to that amusement park?" Harry asks when he puts me down.
"Yes," I reply and he smiles, hugging me once again.
~ * ~
"Put this on," Ella says, placing it on the top of my hamper in my washroom before shutting the door.
After changing, Ella straightens my hair and then allows me to finally look at my reflection. When I see myself, I stare in complete awe. Even though I am casual, it looks nice. I am wearing white low top converse with light blue short ripped shorts and a soft navy blue sleeveless shirt. My hair is in soft waves and I have on a silver best friends necklace that Ella gave me.
"Oh my gosh," I whisper, bearly audible. "Thank you so much." I say more clearer.
The doorbell rings and I jump, slightly afraid by the sudden noise. Ella squeals with excitement while I remain calm. I take one more look in the mirror, fixing my hair. I really don't want to do this. I can always just lock myself in the closet and wait until he leaves but I know that would be a childish thing to do.
"This is going to be all over magazine covers!" Ella squeals as she opens the door to reveal Harry standing there, arms in front of him. He is wearing an aqua blue shirt, navy blue shorts, and white converse.
"What?" I ask, trying to run back upstairs but Ella stops me. "I am not going to come out on magazine covers!"
"Sorry," Ella tells Harry as she drags me towards him. "She's a bit nervous." She smiles apologetically before pushing me towards him so I fall into his arms. He helps me stand up and I throw my hair over my shoulder, not making eye contact with him.
"I am not nervous," I snap, giving Ella a dirty look as I feel my cheeks begin to flush and she laughs.
"Don't do anything I wouldn't," Ella smiles, shutting her front door and leaving the two of us alone. I look up at Harry and smile nervously. Why does everything feel so awkward after that argument?
"Ready?" Harry asks while taking out his car keys from his pocket.
"Yeah,"
Harry chuckles to himself, opening the passenger seat door then shutting it after I get in. He sits beside me in the drivers seat and I twiddle with fingers in my lap. Harry turns up the radio and his song Kiss You is now playing and I laugh. With my head against the headrest, I hum along as he drives and the wind blows through my hair.
Harry stares at me in shock.
"What?" I ask confused.
"Nothing. I'm just in shock that you haven't changed the station." Harry tells me.
"Do you want me to?" I ask, extending my arm out to turn the knob.
"No! I like this side of you," he smiles.
I begin to sing along at this point, turning my body towards him so he can see that I am not faking it. His eyes shift from me to the road then back to me continuously as his eyes widen in shock.
'Oh, tell me tell me tell me how to turn your love on
You can get, get anything that you want
Baby just shout it out, shout it out
Baby just shout it out, yeah
And if you,
You want me too
Let's make a move
Yeah, so tell me girl if every time we
To-o-uch
You get this kind of ru-u-ush
Baby, say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
If you don't wanna take it slow
And you just wanna take me home
Baby, say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And let me kiss you'
His jaw drops and I begin to feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment. I turn back towards the road and soon Harry breaks the silence that has fallen between us.
"Wow, I would have never thought -"
"Please, I already know I'm not as good as you but don't make fun -"
"Hey, I was just going to say that you sing amazing. I never thought that you would be able to sing." Harry smiles.
I look down and bite my lower lip, holding back a smile. The car stops at a red light and he turns back towards me, lifting my chin up with his fingers.
"Why didn't you ever tell me?" Harry asks.
"It's not something I usually tell people that I sing," I laugh.
"You should," Harry smiles.
"Why?"
"I think you would be able to start your own career. There aren't that many girls your age that can sing well." He says.
"I don't know," I say unsure.
"Why?"
I stay silent for a moment. "I don't know what I want to do for the rest of my life."
"I think that performing live would be perfect for you. You have the talent so use it." Harry tells me and I lean back against the seat. "Just think about it."
"Yeah, I will."
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