You//H.S

8.

{song; tragedy-indiginis remix}

"well, i mean, like, love is such an interesting topic..."

"stop avoiding th-the question." harry said simply, picking at his cuticles.

"fine, then yes, harry, i do love you actually."

"h-how much?"

"very much."

"what kind of way do you love me, alice?" harry asked, his eyes on fire.

alice almost jumped at this new and unexpected side of harry. his stutter was a little less than usual, and his soft expression had turned into something different...something alice found strangely attractive. he seemed much mature than usual in this moment, which was just fine to alice, considering he was 19 years old.

"like a friend." alice lied.

"you're lying. i overheard you and m-mumma."

alice froze after hearing harry reveal that he had heard everything.

"oh." alice said, her mouth becoming dry.

"is w-what she said true?" harry questioned, his eyebrows raising.

"yes." alice whispered.

"i like you too, alice. but we all k-know i am n-n-n...not good for you, thank you. you deserve much better. i is annoying and i st-stutter and talk funny and i not c-cute, n-n-o..." harrys voice trailed off.

"harry. i love you. okay? never think you are not good enough for me, because that is like you saying you are too good for love. you are amazing and kind and sweet and funny...and i love you." alice said, tears welling up in her eyes.

"guess what?" harry said while bringing his hand up to alices face to wipe away the few tears that were rolling down her cheeks.

"what?" alice asked softly.

"harry loves you too, alice wonder...more than a friend."