Footsteps || h.s.

Chapter Nine

Scarlet's POV

"I promise Scarlet. Trust me."

Harry looked at me with pleading eyes.

I looked up at the massive roller coaster and gulped.

"Okay." I nodded shakily.

He smirked and hesitantly took my hand, before we raced into the entrance of the ride.

"If I die I'll haunt you." I said and he laughed.

See, Harry and I had been together for a month now. And honestly, surprisingly, he's kept his word. We haven't done anything I've been uncomfortable with. He is waiting patiently for me. And he is certainly teaching me how to trust and love again.

I agreed, after a lot of hesitation, to come to London with Harry and the boys, for the end of their tour. My parents? I don't know where they are, so I didn't have to bother running it through them.

They left me with my Cameron's family at a young age. That's how I met him, and fell in love with the untrustable beast.

I don't even know where my parents are right now, and honestly, I don't give a shit. It's their problem, not mine.

We got onto the ride, me shaking all over. Harry chuckled from beside me as I looked around with panic, "Scarlet, I told you I would get you back."

"For what?!" I shouted and he took his lip between his teeth.

"Making me watch that stupid chick-flick." He whispered into my ear, causing me to shiver.

"Are you ready? Counting down.... 3....," the voice over was heard, "2......" I looked at Harry, "1......" I grabbed his hand tightly in mine and we were off.

As we zoomed all over the carnival, I screamed along with Harry. He looked at me with laughter in his eyes. Our hands we tightly clenched in each others as he gave me a soft kiss on the cheek. I laughed and screamed as the adrenaline rushed through me.

The ride slowed and we came to a stop. We got out of the carts, and there was two photos waiting for us. I picked one up.

It had Harry kissing my cheek, while our hands were resting on the rail in each others.

We walked out and Harry pointed to a 'Knock 'em Down' game.

"See that panda up there?" He pointed to a large stuffed panda toy. I nodded, "I'm going to win that for you." He smiled and so did I. My heart fluttered. He knew that was my favourite animal.

I sent him a small smile, and he knocked all three bottles down. He got the panda and handed it to me.

"Harry!" I shrieked. It was such an amazing moment that I couldn't help but lean up, and kissed him. He was shocked but soon found himself kissing back. It was an amazing feeling, just like how I imagine our first kiss to be. It set off my heart on a high speed chase and the feeling of his lips against mine was the best feeling I had experienced for a long, long time.

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Harry's POV

Scarlet was sat next to me on the couch as we watched 'Stepbrothers'. I held her hand in mine, her distance kept and her hand gripped onto mine. I hummed quietly, casually laughing at the movie.

"What are you humming?" I heard Scarlet ask. I smiled and looked oner to her.

'I won't let you go,

When your world's in the dark,

You can keep borrowing my heart.

Even your fear,

Won't keep us apart,

You can keep borrowing my heart.

Take it or leave it,

It's yours to decide.

Break it or keep it safe.

And I won't let you go,

When your world's in the dark

You can keep borrowing

Borrowing my heart. '

I quietly sang 'Borrow My Heart' by Taylor Henderson. It described our relationship perfectly.

Her hazel eyes looked into mine and I saw a faint smile playing on her lips.

"You're adorable." She chuckled. I sat and stared at her.

I was falling for her. I knew I was and it was driving me mad. I want every part of her and I want it now, but I can't. I have to do what's best by her.

"I love you."

I blurted it out without thinking. I slapped myself in the forehead and looked away from her. I heard her gasp and felt her shuffle a bit further from me.

"Harry..." She whispered.

"I'm sorry... I... I should go." I said and walked into the bedroom.

"Harry!" I heard her call and I heard her footsteps pad on the floor as I sat on the bed, my head in my hands.

I felt her presence as her hand rested on my knee. I looked down at her and saw she was staring up at me with her big, beautiful eyes.

She sighed, taking my hand that was covering my face in her own. She planted a small, but meaningful kiss on my palm.

"Harry... I..." She looked at out interlocked hands and shook her head.

She was silent. She didn't say a word. I just sat there, studying every feature she has in awe.

And I was sure... I was keeping her for as long as our footsteps would go.