Time going slowly

Chapter 16

Chapter 16- Not wanting to live a lie

Harry's POV.

"Well, you should care!" Nelly yelled at me. She looked like she was on the verge of breaking down. She brushed aside the tears that were coming out of her eyes, and I put a hand against her cheeks and wiped away the extra tears. It hurt, it hurt bad. I didn't like seeing her like this. I fought against a flashback, trying to stay in the moment so I wouldn't lose concentration.

"I don't care about what people will do. What I do care about is you." I whispered, taking a step closer. Putting my forehead against hers, I couldn't help but think about how close we were together. I knew this wasn't in the script, and I knew that I would get in trouble later, but I don't care right now. I leaned forward a little more and connected her lips with mine. All the feelings that I felt for her: the loneliness, the happiness, the sadness, the miracles, the little memories that I knew wouldn't be far behind me, even after 3 years. She pulled back and rested her forehead against mine again.

"Don't leave me please." I whispered against her lips, closing my eyes.

"I don't think I can. But, don't leave me, not again." She whispered back, shaking her head a little.

"Never." I mumbled against her lips.

-flashback-

"Why don't you care!?" She shouted at me. The younger Nelly was a little angrier at times, but that didn't stop me from having a little crush on her.

"I DO CARE, NELLY!" I shouted, not able to hold it in anymore.

"Oh, so now you care? Now you care when I ask you!" She laughs, going a little crazy. Nelly puts her hand to her head and starts pacing around.

"I've always cared... More then you know." I whispered, leaning against the wall in my suit. I knew that my mother was going to be mad, but I had to be with Nelly. I just couldn't leave her, not right now when she needed me. She was still wearing her funeral dress: the dress was all black, one shoulder, patterned with swirls going all around. Then her hair was in a small bun, with one, lonely, small white flower in her hair.

Nelly turned toward me and I saw that her cheeks had tears falling on her cheeks. 'Come on, be a bit nicer, she just lost her brother.' an inside voice pointed out. 'the last one that cared about her.' No, not the last one that cared about her. I was still here, and I planned to be here for her.

"Prove it then! Prove it Harry!" She cried out. "I'm sick of all the games! I'm sick that everything goes in the wrong direction! I'm sick of everything not working out! I'm sick of being...Being ignored! I'm tired of feeling alone!" I didn't know it then, but that would become one of my favorite lines in the song 'Don't let me go'

"You want me to prove it?" She nodded her head. "Nelly, I'm here. I didn't leave right after the funeral like most! I stayed, I went, for you! I knew that you would say this at one point, and I wanted to be here. Nelly, I care for you deeply, more then a brother-sister that we have right now." I muttered. She looked at me, her ice-blue eyes piercing my emerald ones. I grabbed her shoulders, pulling her close to me.

"I.. I... Nelly.." I stuttered, trying to find the right words. Not knowing what else to do, I pressed my lips against hers, knowing that it was her first kiss. I went slowly, trying to enjoy it, but too many emotions were in the way. The same ones that I felt when we were kissing in the studio.

-end of flashback-

"OH MY GOSH! If the audience doesn't explode, then I don't know what will make them explode! At least, the girls that have feelings, ya know." Rose interrupted as she waved toward the camera to cut it. Nelly pulled her forehead away but only took one step back.