Famous Collide || h.s.

Chapter 6

Two months later ...

Harry P.O.V.

It took some time to catch up on everything. But Harry enjoyed every hour they had together.

                At first, they were both very cautious and had tied a bit short. Always met just one hour for a whole week. They were strangers to each other.

Harry kept his guys up to date, which were wondering openly why he didn't make the first step.

"Lisa is different.", he had told them. "She is really special. I don't want mess it up."

But as she stood outside his door one day – like any other day before –he invited her in. And he felt the change.

From that day on, she stayed longer than usual and they began to get to know each. They also talked about other things than just about school.

                  Harry finished making coffee as the doorbell rang. He smiled and went to the front door. As he opened the door a smiling Lisa was waiting for him.

"Hey.", she greeted him.

"Hi beautiful.", he smiled and pulled her into his arms.

"Stop saying that.", she replied softly. "Ready to start?"

"Of course.", he shut the door and followed her in the kitchen.

"Mh.", Lisa sniffed and closed her eyes he could imagine. "Coffee and ... cake?"

"Right.", Harry laughed. "Sit down."

"Thanks."

As he was preparing coffee and cake Lisa started putting out her own things and simultaneously sorted his. Soon they were sitting next to each other, drinking coffee and doing school stuffs until Lisa closed her folder.

"We're done.", she sighed but smiled. "Now, you have everything you have missed."

"That was a lot.", he leaned back and closed his too.

"Yeah.", she nodded. "Harry?"

He raised an eyebrow.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Of course you can.", he grinned. "No need for asking."

"Why do you live here alone?", she furrowed her forehead. "Where is your family?"

"Oh.", he understood.

"I'm sorry if I-"

"No. It's okay.", he interrupted her. "My family is in England."

"O-Okay.", she nodded. "Why didn't they move too?"

"They didn't want to.", he stood up, carrying the dirty dishes to the sink.

"I'm sorry for that. Don't you feel sometimes left alone?", she asked worriedly.

"No! I don't need them here, too. I'm quite well alone. In addition, we are in contact. Also, I'm not alone. You're here.", he smiled at here, which made her blush.

"But not all the time."

"But that's exactly the time I enjoy the most."

She stood up and turned to face him. "You still haven't shown me your house."

He chuckled and pulled her with him into the hall, the origin of the house.

"You know the living and dinner room and the kitchen.", he started.