Love & Forbidden secrets.

Chapter Sixteen

He is just sitting there.

Starring at the traffic with his tattoed arms resting on his tall knee's whilst he is sat on the steps.

His green eyes are glossy in the moonlight and I can't tell if the slight tears are for me or not.

I need one word, and I'll be able to tell from his tone of voice.

"Natalie don't make me regret telling you my past" He doesn't give me eye contact, but he has a firm tone.

I can tell his glossy eyes are for his past.

Just as I go to reply he carries on.

"You know Natalie, I could just tell we are the same. No matter how hard we try for the world to give back to us, it still throws shit at us. We've been through so much... But the world won't give back" He says still starring at the busy roads of New York.

I'm taken back by his honesty and intrigued by his insight of life.

I don't want to talk. I want to hear what he has to further say. I join him on the step below the one he's sitting on.  I mimick his action of starring at the traffic.

I dare say a word.

He finally, continues knowing that I'm studying his every word.

"But when people like us... Meet, we're strong. We prove just how strong we are by trying to make sense of such an odd situation" He softly says with a husky voice.

Then I realise what he is talking about. His view on things takes my breath away. I can tell he was thinking about this conversation and situation whilst out here, along with his past. He is showing me his insight . Quite intelligent. He's right when he says that we have overcome so much. He's making sense of whats going on but in an intelligent way instead of trying to spit it out just like I did in the bedroom.

"And if we over come this, we will show just how strong we are" I say, completely understanding.

"Exactly. Natalie, it may seem so early but... But I... I have feelings for you" He says now starring at me with his intense green eyes with his eyebrows drawn together.

Shit. No. I stop myself before knowing what my next action is. Which is pulling out my guards and pulling away from him. He's right and I feel exactly the same.

I'm trying so hard not to do the ussual and run way because I'm scared of the very thought of falling in love.

"I know... Me too... But it wouldn't work" I say, feeling a sting in my chest.

"Why not? I know its an awkward situation but once we both get back on our feet, we can-"

"oh live happily ever after?" I say venomously.

I have no idea why I said that. It's like its automatic. I automatically switch to my defending mechanism that reminds me that I can't entertain the thought of being with someone.

The sting in my chest increases when I take in his hurt and offended expression.

"Harry I'm sorry. I didn't mean it.. It's just that I have felt this way once before and it scares the living day lights out of me to think about ever feeling like that again after the way it ended last time" I say gently touching his arm whilst my knee's rest on his feet as he towers above me.

He looks relieved by my explanation.

"You're not going to feel like that again" Harry says softly.

ouch. how do I take that?

"I don't mean it like that, you will feel a different sort of love. In fact, from what you were telling me, it wasn't love. Love is when two people both love eachother so much that they feel almost tied up with eachother like they can overcome the world" He says taking my hand and drawing small circles.

We're talking about love?

My heart skips whilst my brain hurts. I just don't know what to think or feel. I'll go with the easy option.

"Harry, for now, let's just make up with Naomi otherwise it will complecate things more" I say standing up, peering down at him.

"What about us?" He says with his mouth slightly open.

I can't help but stare at those plump, pink lips and want another fix.

Much to his suprise, I lean down and press my lips on to his, sucking in his lower lips. I want this to be a sweet kiss and not a make out settion so I slowly pull out.

He stares at me with full eyes, the green glistening with hope.

"Let's just take it slow and keep doing what we're doing... Until we are on our feet" Is the only answer I can come up with.

He doesn't say another word, just nods in agreement.

I call a taxi over and try to process all that's happened and what's about to happen. I decide to just be a looser and apologise to Naomi and say I was wrong. That's all she wants to hear anyway.

I let myself in to the apartment with the key Harry gave me and switch the light on. I search the whole place and she's nowhere to be seen.

I go to the kitchen to get a glass of water and find that there is a note on the table:

There has been an emergency, my dad has been involved in an accident and I have to fly over to Indianna to visit him. Wont be back till after weekend.

-Naomi

I find myself immedietaly dialing Harry's number.