A/N: I Miss writing Harlena books. I really need to step it up in here. Sorry for the long wait, but I did make a trailer so, you should watch it. It's on top. :) hope you enjoy!
S e l e n a
"What are you doing here?" I asked surprised as I couldn't help but hide my smile away from him. He's full of surprises.
"Came to see you" I couldn't help but giggle
"That's so sweet but harry, we already seen each other." I manage to laugh, my arms resting against the bars of the balcony.
"I know, I can't wait for tomorrow, kinda came early" Harry shrugged. I smiled turning around to make sure my step mother or sisters doesn't come inside. I glance back at harry who staring at me with some kind of hope.
"How will you get up?" I asked. He smirked. He looked around and grabbed a hold of the nearby tree and started climbing up as he yelped making me scared. He got inside, as I covered his mouth hoping my step mother didn't hear any of that.
"Fuck, I cut myself" I flinch by the amount of range he had in the word 'Fuck'. He looks up at me and his eyes soften.
"You never did tell me why you don't like hearing or saying swear words" I bite my bottom lip, looking down as i noticed that he was bleeding.
"Your leg" I point " Here, sit down. I'll patch that up" I said as I make him sit on the bed and made my way downstairs.
H a r r y
I looked around Selena bedroom, everything seem to be in place. I noticed she had a really old guitar and to top it off, she had lots of cook books. I noticed she's coming upstairs and she comes into the room and I smile at her. She really is lovely, her perfect skin just glowing although it's dark, and that doesn't make sense. She bends down towards my cut and I just smirk, thinking about something dirty.
"What are you smiling about?" Selena asked. She caught my attention and her brown eyes that have that small twinkle just stared at me
"N-Nothing" I say, hiding my red face. She laughs shaking her head as her soft hands brushed against my leg while she added a bandage.
"Okay, done" She sticked her tongue out as she got up, her hands resting on mine as she looked away, letting her hands go. "You should go"
"Why?" My eyes widen
"Because my step mother can hear you and I want to sleep" She smiles and I just let that sink in. She's so beautiful. I sigh, nodding.
"Okay, Bye Cinderella!" I waves as I make my way towards the balcony but her hold makes me stop
"I knew you couldn't resist" She blushes and shakes her head
"Take the door, I don't want you to get hurt!" I smile at her kindness. Why is she perfect? She must not be real, she's to perfect to be real.
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CINDERELLA
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