Fragile Hearts {Harlena love story} ON HOLD.

Chapter ten.

Selena's P.O.V.

  I noticed Harry's face seem to became dull. A mix of small sadness and a lot of confusion rushed over my emotions.  

"Haz?" I questioned poking his cheek.   

"Mhmm?" He looked at me for a split second and looked straight ahead right away.   

"You okay?"   

He nodded before answering "yeah, I'm perfectly fine" he half smiled.  

I flashed him a fake smile. "So? Can I have a personal home tour?" I asked smiling hopefully.   

He chuckled and got up. "O-of course!" He smiled slightly.  

I find his nerdy-ness and stutter-y words adorable! But a lot of people don't...I would know because I've been there. "OMG!!" I squealed jumping up, making Harry jump a bit.   

"..sorry" I blushed.  

"I-it's fine, what were you going to say?"  

I smiled widely before answering. "You Mr. Harry Styles, needs some makeover!!!!" I cheered looking at an unsure boy in front of me.  

"M-make o-over?" He shot me a questioning look.  

I nodded proudly. "Yes! A makeover!"   

"M-may I ask w-why?"  

"Because...it's fun!! And I wanna see you looking different! Even thought you're already cute just the way you are, right now..." I replied. I felt my cheeks, scratch that I felt my whole face turn pink and my whole body seem to become warm.  

"I-I'm c-cute?" Harry questioned blushing.  

I nodded before taking his hand dragging him upstairs to his room, or so I think it's his room. Well it should be, it says it right there; "Harry's room"  

"You like to make yourself feel at home, don't you?" Harry chuckled closing the door of his room behind him.   

I felt myself blush once again. "I have that habit..." I replied shyly looking down. He chuckled and lifted my chin up.  

When he touched me I swear to God I felt tiny sparks and some sort of electricity going off. I looked up straight into his eyes, they're green. They're perfect. He's perfect, I just wish he knew that. I wish he knows how i feel about him. I wanted to tell him earlier, I planned to. I almost did, but when that moment came. I blanked out. I forgot everything I practiced for what seemed like a billion times repeatedly the whole day.  

"So? Makeover?" Harry spoke up cutting off my fantasies.  

"Right..." I chuckled nervously.

"Well, let's start off with your glasses."  

"My glasses?" Harry questioned, confusion taking over him.  

"AHHH!! Three in a row! You didn't stutter! Oh my gosh!!" I cheered while jumping up and down.   "You're r-right!"  

"Darn it! I think I jinxed it.."  

"N-nah we'll work on it later? Now, what about my glasses?" He chuckled, causing me to chuckle as well.   We spent about a couple of hours working on this "Harry Makeover" and now I think we're done...well appearance and voice wise, I think we are.   

"Well what do you think about your new hair?" I smiled looking at his reflection in the mirror.  

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A/N: Shhh! It's a filler I have a plan . It's gonna be fun! Hope you liked this chapter! Esme! Hiiii ehehehe xx  . -Kate