~Kiya's P.O.V (point of view)~
I was still terribly sad about my grandma. Harry held me in his arms tightly and kissed my temple. My eyes hurt from crying. But, I cold feel the tears coming again. I didn't want to cry in front of the lads again. Especially Harry.
"Would you like some carrot juice when we get back to our flat?" Louis asked me with a kind smile. That boy and carrots. I swear.
"I don't like carrots, Boo Bear. But thanks for the offer." I smiled. It was a fake smile. How can you smile when you find out your grandma has cancer and might not make it? Probably no one.
Louis' face dropped in shock. He covered his mouth before saying, "You monster! How can you not like carrots?!" Louis began to "cry" into Liam's shoulder. "Grow up Louis." I rolled my eyes and laughed.
Louis' head shot up and he yelled, "How can you laugh?! If Louis loves carrots, SO DOES EVERYONE ELSE!" He smiled.
"Yeah! No. I hate carrots." I told Louis with a straight face. "Yeah, I know." Louis signed and gave Zayn a side hug. I heard Harry chuckle. I just looked into his amazing green eyes. They were breath taking. . . More than I can explain.
"You alright, darling?" Harry asked me. I shrugged. "Guess I'm alright." I lied. Harry grabbed my hand and gave it a gental squeeze. Harry then placed his soft, warm, sweet lips on mine. I loved it when our lips connected. He also smelled good.
"Stop! PDA! PDA! PDA!" Louis yelled. "Hush it Boo Bear!" I told him. Louis stick his tounge out at me. I just rolled my eyes and laughed. Silly old Louis. Harry kissed my temple then pulled me into a long hug. I wrapped my arms around his warm neck, and messed up his sexy; yet perfect curly hair. He rubbed my back and I sighed.
"What's wrong?" Harry whispered slash asked into my ear. Oh, I don't know. It's not like my grandma will die anytime from cancer. It's not Harry's fault my grandma might die. But that's life, right? Right.
"I'm just. . . I'm worried about her, Harry." I said. I could feel my eyes welding up with tears. "Me too, baby" Harry told me. Out of the blue, I said for Harry, "I think Tasha fancies (Another word for crush Britians use) Niall." Harry laughed. "I think Niall fancies Tasha as well." Harry confessed.
"They'd be so cute together. Don't you agree?" I asked. This was helping me get my mind off from ny grandma. "They would." Harry smiled.
"I love you," Harry whispered than kissed my cheek then my neck. "I love you, too." I smiled. I was not lying.
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