CHAPTER 13
"I'll start with the basics." Harry shifted himself a little, probably getting comfortable on my bed.
I nodded and smirked, excited by the fact that this infatuating boy was something more than just a human being.
And I would learn everything about what exactly he was.
But something at the back of my mind kept telling me to be afraid for some reason.
"Well, um. . . I was born a ghost. My mother and my. . . father," His jaw tensed. "Are both ghosts, which caused me and my sister to be the same."
I frowned. "But you don't look like a ghost."
He smirked. "That's the thing. I don't want to be a ghost, so I'm in the process of becoming human."
"In the process?"
"Yeah." He gave me a look like I should already know what this means and make perfect sense of it.
"I don't understand."
"Well, Charley, in order for a ghost to become a human. . . they need to experience every human emotion. Which I've already done that - except for one." His gaze shifted to the large purple blanket on my mattress.
My eyebrows crossed. "Which one are you missing?"
He sighed heavily and ran a hand through his beautiful, thick curls. "Love."
I gasped and looked away from him, focusing on my bedroom door a few feet in front of me.
So, he had experienced everything; pain, happiness, sorrow, anger. . . And many more.
But never in his life. . . felt love?
"What are you thinking?" He suddenly asked me, and my head shot in his direction.
"I just. . . I can't believe you've never experienced love before."
He shook his head. "Never."
"Not even from your sister or your mom?"
He shook his head again. "Well, I mean, not really. They're protective over me but I don't think they love me."
"I'm sure they do, Harry. They're your family!"
"So?" He spit back, but not harshly. "Still doesn't mean I can get any love from them."
"Okay." I didn't push the subject any more. I didn't want him getting angry.
"Sorry." He said, biting his lip.
Woah that's hot.
"So, um. . . Why do you want to become a human? Why not just stay a ghost?" I asked, quickly changing the subject as I felt my cheeks heat up.
He sighed and looked down at his hands. "Charley. . . If I stay a ghost, then. . . I'll become like him."
I nodded in understandment.
He was talking about his father.
"Oh. Well that's a good reason."
"Yeah, I know. I just want to become one soon so I can also stop taking those damn pills." He chuckled.
Pills?
"What pills?" I asked, puckering up my lips.
He looked up at me calmly. "Well, if ghosts want to be human without actually becoming one, they take pills that makes them human for a certain amount of time. My family does that. Except for Gems." He smiled. "She's already human."
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Ghost
Fanfiction❝She tamed the ghosts in my head; the ones that ran around wild and wished me dead.❞