I Wish You Knew [Haylor]

Chapter 8

"You know how I'm so bad at catching butterflies. And now you made me do it and I look like a complete fool." He said laughing and focusing on the butterfly. "Which one do you actually liked tho? That one?" He points at the red and purple butterfly. I nodded and laughed at his action trying to catch the butterfly.

"Got it." He's so proud of himself. He puts the butterfly on a container. A glass one. He holds my hand and drag me to a place, a peaceful and beautiful place.

"Butterflies!" I jumped and ran to the museum. It's a butterfly museum apparently. I can get pretty excited when it comes to butterflies, I know it's weird but there's something on them that attracts me.

"You never come here? I thought you knew about this place." He smirks and said to me. I shook my head and looked at the butterflies again. "I know you always been a butterfly lover. I bought you a ring and it has a butterfly on it. There's a bunch of rings and this is the only one and I night it for you." He said in one breath. He pull out the ring and out it on my middle finger.

"You don't have to. You bought me a lot of stuff lately." I looked at the ring and I admit it's really gorgeous. "I only bought you some medicine, that's not stuff."

"You don't like it..." He said stating the obvious then questioning me. I shook my head and looked at him. "Noo, no. I like it a lot it's just that I don't feel good when you buy me stuff." I feel bad right now. I must sound really disgust when he gave me this but truly I'm happy.

"Get use to it then." He said walking off. I rolled my eyes and ran after him. "What's your favorite butterfly Tay?" He asked me looking at the miniature butterfly. "Um.. I love all of them but my favorite have to be the karner blue butterfly."

"Shit..." He mumbles down his breath. I could hear his voice getting heated up when I don't even know what's happening. "Don't worry, I'm here." He whispered right to my ear. I'm still confuse by his word but then I started catching up. He was talking about the paparazzi being all over me, surrounding me.

"Are you alright?" He whispered again. I nod and smiled at him. I am okay is just that it's a whole new experience that I have to get use to. It's really crazy to see a bunch of people taking pictures of Harry.

"Harry, can I take a picture?" A dark brown hair girl came to Harry and lightly tapped his shoulder. Harry is still holding my hand, I want to let go so he could out his hand on their shoulder but he doesn't let me.

It's sweet of his fans to behave and support him. They take turns and waited in a very long line. It's sweet of them to do that to him.

"You're pretty, can I take a picture with you too?" A girl put her hand on my shoulder. I nod and smiled at the camera.

Harry drags me to the neighborhood and went to the door running. He closed the door and let out a breath.

"Are you alright?" He asked me looking at my hand. "Yeah, I didn't get hurt don't worry."

"I didn't plan it to be like this." He said to me. He looks at me with an apologetic expression. "I just want to take you on a nice little d--dat--d.." He stuttered on the last word. "Nice little date.." He said the whole thing. "I'm sorry."

"I enjoyed it Harry. Don't think too much." I pat his shoulder and went to my room.

He wants to take me to a date. I guess that boy is unpredictable.