Secrets

Chapter 10

(Amanda's POV.)

Another ring. And another. One after the other telling me I had a text. I knew they were all from Harry. The first one he sent me was "Hey! I need to talk to u! Are u okay?" After the 24th text (yes I was counting) I decided to reply. I opened his latest text and hit the reply button.

'Hey' I texted. He replied instantly.

'Hey! why didn't you reply on any of my earlier txts!'

'I was busy'

'Uh hu... ;)' I rolled my eyes.

'What's the winkie face for?'

'U'

'Wow'

'What?'

'Nothing... ;)'

'What's the winkie face for?'

'Shut up'

'Why'

'Because you're annoying'

'Meet me in 20 minutes at the Café a couple blocks from ur house. C u soon! ;)' I rolled my eyes and pulled my hot pink rain coat, walked out the door and grabbed my car keys. As I headed out to my red sports car I felt a buzz in my pocket. Another text from Harry.

'Amanda?'

'What?'

'I love you.'

Those three words made me freeze. He loved me. Oh. My. Gosh. How could I tell him that I didn't feel the same way? I ran out to my car and turned the keys and the car roared with life. I looked at the windshield as drops of water plopped on it. Great. It's raining. Just the thing I wanted to brighten my mood. Everything swirling through my head. God, what was I going to do? If Harry really did love me, and this wasn't some stupid trick, how would Louis take it? What was I going to say when I got to the café? A car raced past me and as I looked a it, I realized was still in my driveway. As I pulled out, I punched in the coordinates of the café.

There was one thing on my mind the whole way there. Harry. I really have no idea what I how I was going to be able to even talk to him?

After 12 very long minutes I pulled into the parking lot of the café. I hesitated before opening the door and walking towards the front doors of the familiar looking café I used to go with Zayn and my mum before she died. Now, he refuses to go. I took very slow steps, dragging my feet through the empty parking lot. I couldn't see Harry's car so that must have meant he wasn't there yet. I checked my phone to see the time and I saw that I was 15 minutes early. I groaned. I hope he was here early. I shoved my phone back in my pocket and ran back to my car in the pouring rain.

I rested my head on the door if the car and closed my eyes for a little while. I tossed and turned, trying to get comfortable, but I decided I couldn't take a nap for 15 minutes. I pulled my phone out and went to messages. I pressed Hazza and typed in my message.

Are you here yet?

I waited for a few minutes when I felt a biz in my hand. I eagerly looked at it, hoping it would be Harry. To my delight, it was. I opened the message and saw a text I wasn't expecting.

Look up

I looked up and saw a guy wearing back skinny jeans, white converse and a blue rain jacket that's hood covered the top half of his face. He was leaned up against his car on his phone, a smirk on his face. I blushed, not knowing why. Why was I all of a sudden nervous around Harry? I don't even like him anymore. I got out of the car and walked over to him.

"H-Hi Harry," I smiled. He lifted his face and smirked. His eye sparkled and I could tell he was hiding something. "What?" I asked.

"Nothing," he smirked. I tucked a piece of loose hair behind my ear and looked down at my shoes, smiling. I herd a chuckle and I quickly looked back up. I felt myself blush as he leaned down an kissed the corner of my lip. "Let's go inside," he whispered before leaning back and taking my hand. It made me feel so guilty, but this wouldn't hurt, right?