Mind Reading*Harry Osborn Love Story*

Chapter 4

(A/N)

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Harry POV

I watched Ramona as she was sleeping on the couch,in my office. I took her there just after she passed out. I didn't call for help,because,well,how was I supposed to explain this? But she seems alright. Only asleep.

It's weird. She looks so different now,with her eyes closed,and all crawled up on the sofa. She looks fragile.

Just then,a tought passed my mind: perhaps all that reckless attitude of her,and her black clothes,and everything,are just to cover this up.

Her true self.

That little scared girl I saw before. Maybe she's a lot more like me than I like to think.

I stretched my hand to remove a blonde strand off of her pale face.

But just then,when I was about to do it,she opened her eyes wide. A second,and her green orbs were filled with anger.

"STAY AWAY!!!" She yelled,suddenly getting up.

"I was just-"

"Just what?! You were just going to touch me while I was asleep? Freak!"

Looks like she's back.

"What's your problem?!" I yelled back.

"My problem is!"She said getting closer and pointing a finger towards me."You saw me before! You saw me crying! NOBODY sees me crying!"

"Look,it's no big deal,I won't tell anyone..."

"You won't...that's not...you just..."

She was searching franatically for her words. She finally sighed,and let her hands down.

"You just don't understand!"

"Then explain."

"I just..." She was much more calm by now. "I just don't like people seeing me in that...posture,alright?"

She looked away.

"Don't worry,this is gonna stay between us."

Ramona POV

I looked back at him. He seemed sincere.

"But why?"I asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Why are you...protecting me like that? You know what I am,but you still won't tell anybody. What do you want,then?"

He got closer. I suddenly became stiff,but I didn't step back.

"You say you can feel people's pain."

"Yeah I tought this was pretty clear."

He ignored my sarcasm.

"Do you feel anything now?"

"What are you-"

Then I froze.

It was this THING,this feeling...coming from him. It wasn't the usual pain,like when somebody cuts his finger,or so...it was like,the pain was INSIDE him. Inside his body. Growing.

I noticed something.

I quickly grabbed his twitching right hand,examining it. Just like he did yesterday with mine. Only he didn't pull away.

"You're ill!"I exclaimed.

He just looked at me,a blank expression in his blue eyes.

"Yes."

"But what...how...you should do something!"

"I can't."

"What are you talking about? You're the boss here,you have all the OsCorp technology! There must be-"

"No."he cut me off."It's incurrable. It's genetic."

"You mean...your father..."

"Yes. This illness,the multiviral hiperplazia,is the reason my dad died. And he told me I'm just like him."

I didn't say anything. I'm not good in these situations. I wish I could just lie to him,tell him it will be alright. But I can't. I feel it too.

"But you know what? I don't wanna be like him!" He almost screamed. He begun walking impatiently around the room. I could tell how scared he was. And angry,in the same time.

I finally broke the silence.

"Why are you telling this to me?"

He suddenly stopped,like he just noticed I was there.

He came back in front of me.

"That place...where you were trained."

Oh man.

"Yeah what about it?"

"I heard you were some kind of assassins."

"We're not ASSASINS,stupid." I'm always annoyed when someone talks about this."Just people who can fight and protect themselves."

"Sorry. The point is...would you be able to...say,find a certain person for me?"