The Dreamer

In hiding

"I know you're not like other girls Amelia. I just don't know how yet." Harry says with a determined look on his face. "Well you sure as heck aren't gonna find out." I whisper to myself.

"What makes you think I won't find out?" Crap, he heard me. "I'm not a very open person. Barely anyone knows anything about me." Memories play through my mind like a movie, all the things people don't know about me. "Well I hope to be the one person that you can trust to tell these things to." Is he serious. Why would I tell him anything. I don't even know him. I do feel very safe sitting next to him though.

"Harry" He stared at me waiting for the end of my sentence. "I'll do it. I will be the backup dancer."

"Oh my god! YAY! I'm a very happy man now Amelia." He then grabs my hand and holds it. I just stare at him. He brings my hand up next to his mouth. "Very soft hands." He says quietly. He puts my hand right next to his lips getting ready to kiss it, like a gentleman. Shit, the scars. I can't let him see my scars. I rip my hand away as fast as I could and hang my head down.

I look at Harry through the corner of my eye. He looks so upset."I'm sorry Harry, I just... Um, oh I don't know. I get up of the chair and run out of the room.

"Amelia what's wrong? where are you going?" Harry yells from behind me.

I don't answer him. I hurry back into the change rooms to get my phone. I call my mum asking her to come and pick me up.

"Why does life hate me?" I say to myself, knowing I will never find out the answer.

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