You//H.S

7.

{song; duendita one of one}

"Hi-lo alice! I didn't know you were here now." harry said with a massive smile.

"here i am." alice said shakily, beads of sweat falling from her forehead.

"you okay?" harry questioned, cocking his head to the side. alice looked very nervous, maybe even sick, and harry became very worried.

"is that my phone i hear ringing? i think so...well..gotta go!" anne said, quickly rushing out of the room.

harry slowly walked over to alice and sat next to her. "mumma is getting old, her phone was right in her pocket, thank you!" harry said with an eye roll, causing alice to laugh softly.

"harry?"

"yes alice?"

'tell him, just say it, tell him you love him, it is not hard alice, stop overthinking it. ALICE GET YOUR LIFE TOGETHER!' alice said to herself.

"um...your speech is getting better." she said while nervously biting her lip.

"thank you, I am t-trying very h...hard!"

"you're doing an amazing job, harry."

"you are not okay, alice. what is wrong, now?" harry said, confused of what was wrong.

"harry, you know what love is, right?" alice said very quietly.

"yes, love l-like, I love food, and mum l-l...loves me!" harry said excitedly.

"yes, we all love different things, right?" alice said, taking all she had in her not to throw up all over annes sofa, and harry.

"yes, many p-people in my life i love, much."

"like who?"

"mumma, papa robin, and my friend zayn, b-but he not friend anymore, he said i was an-annoying. and you, and myself, because, c-coincidence. you must h-have coincidence."

though alice wanted to so badly question harry about the fact that he had just said he loved her, instead she focused on one thing at a time. "what is having coincidence?"

"its when you love yourself and believe in yourself."

"no, harry that is called confidence."

"oh." harry said, clearly embarrassed as his cheeks became a light shade of red.

"so you love me?" alice said to him, mentally kicking herself as soon as the words left her mouth.

"yes, much very." harry said, not even realizing his slight mistake. "why?" alice asked.

"you are funny and smart, and very beautiful. you decide what you want to do and do it. you care for others more than yourself. and you are beautiful too. woah, i didn't stutter one time!" harry said very smoothly, his face lighting up at his realization.

"harry i--"

"beautiful m-means very pretty, just in case you did not kn-know, thank you." harry said, making sure alice understood.

"thank you for telling me." alice said softly.

harrys eyes wandered over to meet alices and he grinned brightly at her.

"now, i wonder, alice w-wonder, do you love me?"