Be More Realistic

Fake Smiles

I stare down at my phone not daring to breathe. This-this person, this stalker tried to kill Harry because of me. Oh my gosh, this actually was my fault. I feel sickened with myself. Why did I ignore this girl or guy? Whoever this person is, they're dangerous. I'm playing a dangerous game here. It's obvious it's J. I seriously feel like this is Rosewood and I'm Aria, Emily, Hanna or Spencer. I love that show, but its fake! It isn't supposed to be real! It's a book series, this is like Hagrid showing up at my doorstep, or Aslan talking to me while visiting the zoo.

I look over at Harry, who is slowly opening his eyes. I quickly shove my phone in my pocket, and fake smile. He smiles at me too, but for real.

"Your awake Harry!"

Forgetting about J, I throw my arms around him (gently, broken arm is still there) and lightly squeeze him. Tears threaten to spill over. I am so happy he woke up sooner then we all expected.

"How are you feeling?"

"Sore, but great."

"What did it feel like, basically being in a coma?"

"Well, it was weird. I was trapped in a pitch black room, unable to move anything, but I could still hear and feel things touching me. It was really scary, and I felt cold. Empty."

I freeze. He could hear? Oh no, I said I love him... I didn't even know what I was saying! I was scared, and lonely, and emotional. My hormones were speaking, not me. But I kissed him... That was me.

"Do you remember everything that you heard?" I cautiously ask, a little nervous. What if he takes it the wrong way? What if he gets creeped out and totally blocks me out.

He looks a little nervous too. This scares me. I've been very scared lately, haven't I? "N-not everything. Only some."

"Do you remember me saying anything?" I ask.

"Erm- well yes. And no. Kind of. I remember you speaking to me, and holding my hand, and praying about me."

"When I spoke...?"

"You told me that you missed me and you were sorry for causing a crash." He says.

Good. He doesn't remember.

Harry's Pov

I remember everything. She doesn't know that though. I look at her, and she smiles back. My body hurts a lot, and I can't feel my left arm properly. But this means I have a chance to convince her to let me take her out or even be my girlfriend. I need to be careful though. The only boyfriend she's had sucked and abused her, so I need to take baby steps. Lead her on. I'm not stupid enough to believe she actually loves me, though. It was just of the moment, she wasn't thinking clearly, she just wanted me to live. That's okay though, this way I can make her fall. I just hope nothing gets in our way.

Liam's Pov

I take a sip of my hot chocolate and check the door once again. She said she would be here at 6:00 am sharp, and its almost half past. Then, the door swings open. I hooded figure walks in gracefully, and sits across from me. I am the first to speak.

"What do you want with me?"

"I need you to make Amanda fall for you."

"Why?"

"Because, she's already developing a crush on Harry. Harry is mine. No one will get in my way."

I look in those crazy eyes. Amanda has a crush on Harry? Why should she, he was such a jerk to her.

"Fine. What's in it for me?"

I can't let her think I actually like Amanda, I need to seem like a greedy pop star. She looks at me with a wicked, devious grin.