Chapter 11

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Harry's point of view

I walked over to Elena's house to pick her up for our day in the city. I honestly don't know why I was doing this. I felt a bit nervous. I knocked on the door and looked around. I heard the door unlock and she was in front of me. Her face was red and her eyes were glassy. It looked liked she had been crying.

"Hey are you alright?" I asked concerned.

"Yeah yeah I'm good." She nods her head and turns to lock the door. I knew she was lying. She sounded stuffed up when she talked. She tried to walk past me but I grabbed her arm. She looked up at me with blood shot eyes.

"Elena something's wrong. What happened? Did that guy come by here?!"  My voice starts to raise.

"No he didn't. It's nothing Harry , let's go." She tries to lighten the mood but I don't buy it.

"Um.. If you ever need to talk about anything you can always talk to me. I mean I'm always home , so.. um... yeah." I say awkwardly.

"Thanks." She quietly says and looks at me with a small smile.

"Well then let's get going."

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We had stopped for lunch at a French cafe. Elena was super picky, I had no idea what that girl eats. Then we stopped for some ice-cream and now we are walking around London.

"Let's play 21 questions." Elena says.

"Okay, you first."

"Hmm." She looks around thinking of a question. Her face lights up when she thinks of one.

"What's your favorite album at the moment?"

"1975, for sure. What about you?"

"Please don't hate me for this."

"Oh god please not that One Direction band." She looks away hiding her face. I was totally right.

"What? ...no! why!?

"Because I just like them. Come on as you said : my good music taste over-rides them. It's just fun to listen to."

"But whyyyy." I whine.

"Shut up before I slap you."

"I would let you slap me." I threw a wink at her. She rolls her eyes and hits me in the arm.

"Harry your such a child."

"Eh ,but you know you like it."

"Shush ! It's your turn."

"Where are you from?"

"New York." She says.

"That's cool, I have never been, but I have always wanted to."

"Then you should go." She says looking at me.

"One day."

"What about you? Where are you from?"

"Holmes Chapel."

"Oh I never heard of it."

"Yeah it's a really small town. It's really nice out there." She nods her head but doesn't say anything.

"Do you have any siblings?" I say and she looked towards the water

"Um yeah." She says nervously and puts a strand of hair behind her ear. "I have a brother his name is Jasper. He just turned twenty-one. He's my best friend." She quietly says. I can tell something is off but I keep my mouth shut.

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