Twinning

Chapter 10

I wait patiently by Harry's car after school, the rain has finally stopped.

"Hey! Sorry it took me so long!" Harry walks up with a smile.

"No problem! Where are we eating?" My stomach is actually growling. I skipped lunch today because of Niall, I deserve food.

"I don't know. Wherever you want, love." I think for a moment. I could just say some random fast food place, but I want to be able to sit and talk to him,

"What about that new taco place down the way? I heard it's great!" Harry thinks for a moment and then nods,

"Sounds great! Get in." So I hop into the passenger seat and we speed off.

"Jen is everything okay with you and Zayn?" Harry asks, concerned.

"No." I respond, simple as that.

"What's going on, then?"

"Nothing." I stare at the wet pavement ahead, but I can feel Harry's eyes staring at me. "Do you even know what Zayn does when he's not with us?" Harry pauses for a moment,

"Drugs?" I glance over at him, confused.

"No. I mean, I don't think so." He chuckles and I kick my feet up on the dashboard. "He's not a very nice person, Harry."

"What does that even mean?" I shake my head,

"Nothing. Forget I said anything."

"No, just tell me. Maybe I could help." I shake my head as we pull into the parking lot of the new taco place, barely anyone is here. I begin to open my door and Harry grabs my arm, "Jennifer." It throws me off guard when he uses my full name so I just stare at him in disbelief. "Please tell me you're okay."

"Yeah. I'm fine." Harry takes a second to stare into my eyes before he releases his grip on my arm and gets out of the car. I follow closely behind and we walk inside the taco shop. We seat ourselves and order at the front. I pull out my wallet before him and pay immediately. HA! I finally get to pay for once.

"Why didn't you want Marcel here?" I ask once we sit down with our food. Harry shrugs like it's no big deal,

"Sometimes I need a break from my brother I guess." I nod,

"You do know that you guys are basically the same person." Harry laughs a bit and nods.

"Yeah, I know. But you don't think of us as the same, do you?" I think about this for a second. And honestly, yeah. I do think of them as the same, but I guess I shouldn't tell him that.

"No, course not."

"Then what do you think of me?" He asks, eager to get an answer.

"You're my best friend, Harry." He looks down and nods. I take a sip of my iced tea and stare at him until he looks up, his eyes meeting mine. "Was that the wrong answer?" I ask, seeing the sadness in his eyes.

"Nah, I mean... I don't know." He leans back in his chair. I take a deep breath before asking him this next question,

"Then... What do you think of me?"

"Do I have to answer that?" He sighs. "Cause I have no idea." This takes me by surprise and my chest tightens.

"What does that mean?" I inquire, slightly offended.

"Nothing." There's a long pause. "Ya know how I said that I was confused?" I nod, encouraging him to continue, "well, I'm confused about you." I clench my jaw and set down my taco, giving him my full attention.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know..." I look down at my hands, uncomfortably and just wait for him to continue. "I just always feel different around you now." And suddenly it all comes flooding into my head. How he almost kissed me after bowling. How he tensed up when I got near him. How he tried grabbing my hand. He feels something more with me...

"Harry. Are you trying to tell me that you-"

"Maybe. Yes." I suddenly feel sick to my stomach so I push the taco away from me. "Jen, I don't know."

"Well what do you know?" I finally ask. He shrugs, almost like he's deflated in a way. "Okay. Never mind, lets just drop it."

"No." He stares me straight in the eye, "I've put it off long enough."

"How long have you felt like this?" His lip quivers and he stares down at his hands,

"The whole school year, I guess." I take a deep breath and close my eyes. I thought that he would be my best friend no matter what, I never thought about him actually... liking me... It seems so wrong. He's like a brother to me.

"Why did you never tell me?"

"I uh... I didn't want to ruin our friendship. And everyone was putting you through hell saying that you were a slut..."

"Oh Harry..." I run my fingers through my hair nervously. "So... What happens now?" He stares me in the eye, his face is nothing more than emotionless and somehow his eyes hold mine captive.

"It depends." He responds plainly.

"On?" I ask, I've never stared into his eyes this long. It's almost magical.

"How you feel about me. If you want, let's continue the friendship like this never happened. So what do you want to do?" I take a moment and break eye contact so I'm staring down at my hands. Harry Edward Styles likes me. But how do I feel about him? He's asking for an answer.

"Harry you're asking me a question that I don't have the answer to."

"Okay. So this conversation never happened."

"No Harry, I don't mean-"

"I don't want false hope. You don't like me. That's that, you're my best friend." I sigh and take a bite of my taco angrily, it's all soggy now. Harry's eyes drift over to me again and I look down. Am I supposed to say something now?

"Okay..." I sigh. What else can I even say? I don't want to tell him that I love him because I don't think I do. Do I? I'm really confused right now. The thought of Harry liking me never occurred to me and now that it's here, I'm so shaken up. "But I don't really know how I feel either." With those words, Harry looks up at me, a glimmer of hope fills his eyes and a smile spreads across his whole face. I smile back immediately, just like impulse.

"Are you done with your food?" He asks, seeing my soggy taco on my plate and I laugh.

"Yeah, let's go." So we walk out the door. Harry unlocks the car and opens my door for me, I get in and he walks over to his side and we pull out of the parking lot. "Where are we going, exactly?" I laugh.

"I dunno. I just didn't like that taco place." He smiles wide and I nod in agreement. "What about a movie?"

"Sounds perfect." I smile, happily as I kick my feet on the dashboard and lean back in my seat. "Do you even know what movies are playing?" He shakes his head, no. I guess we'll find out once we get there.