Harry's P.O.V
"Growing up for me wasn't a good adventure, actually," I tell her."Why?" She worries and stops eating.
"Don't stop eating, please."
"Okay," she takes a bite and smiles at me.
"I used to have a few friends in my kindergarten. Like, they used to be very good to me. But as I grew up, all my friends started to ignore me. I tried to ask them many times, but they didn't really talk to me," she stops eating again and seems totally engrossed in what I'm saying.
"Later when I was in the eighth grade, I met Alice-"
"Wait up! That means you had no friends until the eighth grade?" She gapes and I nod.
"She became my best friend. One day I asked her why did people actually not like me? Like, was I rude to them?"
"She said, they hated me for being perfect. Like, how they called me. Because I always had good grades. I was rich. My parents would give me anything. I'd just have to name it. Even though they were rich, too, they didn't like me so I just stayed away,"
"One year, before I came to New York, Alice said she had to leave for Australia as she finally got the scholarship for the fashion institute there. I was heartbroken. Alice was the only friend I had. I begged her to stay, but at some point I realised, her career was really important to her. Her parents weren't as rich as mine and she wouldn't take my money," I tell her and her eyes are glossy.
"Why are you crying?" I pulled a tissue out from the box and wiped her eyes.
"I'm not crying. It's just that I had the same kind of childhood," she wiped her eyes with the tissue and kept it down asking me to continue.
"When she finally left, she gave me a makeover. She asked me to cut my hair into a good style and change the way I would dress. Not too much but yeah," I tell her.
"So is this her style?" Taylor chuckles.
"No, it's not. It's a lot different than what she asked me to do. I changed a lot after I met Zayn."
"Oh," is all what she says.
"So wasn't Alice your girlfriend?" A hint of jealously is in her tone.
"No, baby. She was a best friend. Is a best friend. I never felt that way for her and neither did she," I explain.
"I was really hot because of the small piece of your dress and those moves you bad," I laugh as she blushes.
"So you're the first one I kissed and trust me, I craved for your lips every time," I tell her.
"Well, technically I never had a boyfriend so you were my first kiss. I would never kiss any guy like that but I was just caught in the moment," she boasts.
"Oh, is that so?" I challenge her.
"Okay okay, I fell in love with your eyes," she admits as I give her wicked naughty stares.
"And I did for yours," I tell her.
"So are you and Alice still in touch?" She asks me.
"Yeah! I even told her about the New York thing. She kept asking me if I got even a little hint about you, but I couldn't," I say.
"Would you like anything else, Sir?" The waitress approaches us and eyes me. I look uncomfortably at Taylor who looks as if she is gonna explode any minute.
"No, thanks," she answers, rudely and the waitress shifts her eyes to her.
"She didn't even look at me! She just said sir!" Her fingers quoting sir.
"It's fine, baby. Chill," I laugh and she just glares at me.
"No, it's not fine," she whines a bit.
"She probably just finds me hot," I tease her.
Taylor puts the fork in my mouth to shut me up and I laughed eating whatever she fed me. I knew she did that only to stop me from mouthing off.
I later dropped her to her mansion without getting any attention from media and headed home, peacefully.
Hey, guys! I'm so so so sorry for not updating like in ages! I was on my vacations and I really couldn't get time. I'm definitely double updating today. I love y'all!
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