BELOVED [h.s.]

Chapter 19. Edited.

Maybe that's why every girl hated me. They thought I was dating him. I ignored her comment and looked out for Harry; our flight was in a few minutes. When I saw him I went for him and we walked to the waiting room.

"I saw you with your fan," Harry said mockingly.

"She wanted to take a picture with me." I wasn't going to tell him his fans thought I was dating him or something. Maybe he would feel uncomfortable.

"And she got it?" He took out his phone of his pocket.

"No, I don't take pictures with strangers. I don't go through the mall asking anyone for pics, that's quite weird,"

"But she knows you, well, knows about you." He smiled. "Spending a lot of time with me isn't for free."

I laughed. He was right; since we met at least we hung out once a week. That gave more clues to the girls to believe we had something. What if he hadn't been drunk when I told him I liked him and he remembered he told me the same?

We boarded the plane and the first h
half we slept, then we played a silly game he had on his phone. And then we were doing nothing again.

"I'm bored," he whispered.

"Me too. And we've been here 5 hours, it means 6 hours left,"

"Let's play something," he was dozed.

"What? No more phone games,"

"No... I don't know you much, we could play 20 questions,"

"Okay. You go first," I was dozed too; these hours on a plane were exhausting and my butt was numb.

"Where have you always fancy going but have never gone?" Simple question. Thanks to god.

"Cannes, France," it was easy.

He asked me about my favorite food, places, brands, music and basic facts to know about someone. There were just two questions left and he was thinking them too much so I asked him other ones to help him thinking about them.

"Who's your father?" He asked me. A simple question but hard to answer.

"I don't know... I don't know anything about him since I was eleven; he abandoned us one night and never came back. What about yours?" I asked.

"He lives alone in a small town, he divorced my mom because they weren't meant to be so they decided to end their marriage." He stroke my hand gently, "I'm so sorry about your dad, I know he loves you as much as everyone around you,"

I felt better, the question wasn't so easy to reply and his words made me feel better. Since the day my dad left us alone I hate feeling abandoned, that's why I didn't like to have important people in my life.

"Thanks. I know that anyone lasts in your life forever, one day they are here and then they are gone," I smiled slightly.

"I'll always be there," he whispered and grabbed my hand even tighter.

I had chills once again; I was surprised because I didn't feel that way during all the day till now.

"Have you ever loved someone?" he asked me. "That's my last question,"

I thought it too much. Even though I wanted Jacob so much I didn't really fall in love with him. We started dating because we were single and we didn't like the idea of everyone being in a relationship except. He was, is and will be always my best friend.
But I've never loved him.

"No," I finally replied. "You?" I wanted so desperately to know.

"Yes." He nodded. "I'm still in love," I didn't know what to think or say. "My car is just beautiful, I love him," he laughed.

"Asshole!" I hit him on the shoulder. "We both know family and stuff don't count." I laughed. "No really, a person, have you?"

"Nope." He threw his phone into the air and caught it before it fell. "Let's sleep again for two hours and then we can play another game," he sat properly and lay down on my shoulder. I tried to sleep and then a flash woke me up. I blinked a couple of times and then saw a little girl with a camera.

"Don't please," Harry awoke, he was talking to the little girl. "Don't show that picture to anyone, please!" he begged.

Was he ashamed of me or what?

"Delete the picture and I will send to you house all the merchandise you want," the girl gave him the camera, "thank you so much," he smiled and leaned back again in his seat. I pretended to be asleep and I kept my eyes closed the rest of the way.

...
We finally landed, I took my purse and waited for Harry to take his bag. I called Kaylee to let her know I was here and then my mom while Harry called different taxis for us. I sat on my bag but he sat on the floor. Each one with the eyes on our phones, I was upset because he was ashamed of me so I didn't want to talk to him.

"The cabs are here," Harry stood up. I had two big bags and he just had one and small, was he staying two days?
"Let me help you," he took my biggest bag and put it into the trunk. "Well, have a nice week... the day you return I'll return." He said.
I was being too stupid, he was so nice and I was angry for nothing all the time. We were good friends but anything else, it had to remain in my mind that way.

"Thank you so much," I said.

"Don't forget about the skiing invitation," he hugged me. "If you need something call me, I told your mom I was going to take care of you."

"Okay daddy," I said goodbye and climbed into the cab. The minute the driver started driving Harry called me.