Dare

Chapter 97

| Ninety Seven |

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"I'm preparing some food soon. I'll let you know when it's ready." Jane smiles.

"Ok, thankyou," I smile.

I run back upstairs, I didn't want to leave Harry there by himself for long.

"So, what did you want to ask me?" I ask as I walk into the room.

I stop and stare at him as he sits on my bed, his hands moving up and down his knees slowly. He usually did it when he was nervous and it was beginning to make me nervous as well.

"Well... look it's nothing." Harry says.

I bite my lip and walk towards him and sit next to him.

"Tell me Harry." I move my hand onto his.

He stares at me, hesitating for a second before watching him stand up. He seemed very anxious.

"It's nothing babe." he mumbles. "So what's this?"

He had changed in a matter of seconds. He gained back his confidence and ignored the vulnerable side of him.

There was no point trying to force it out of him. After all, he had just got back and I didn't need to start an argument.

I look up and see him clutching a book. It took me a few seconds to figure out which book.

I run and snatch it away from him.

"It's nothing." I reply.

He looks at me puzzled. It was my notes and obviously I didn't want him reading it.

"Sorry, it's just private..." I respond chuckling, taking my bottom lip between my teeth and losing eye contact with Harry.

"Sorry." He chuckles.

I hear him walk up to me and notice him hesitating slightly before taking the book out my hands. I'm a little shocked on what he is doing at first and go to say something. Though, I realise he just places it on the table and takes my hands.

"Talk to me." he says as I watch his red lips move.

I suddenly felt so shy and innocent, Harry still manages to have this control over me.

"What do you mean?" I stutter.

"I want you to talk to me." he says.

"About what? I have nothing interesting to say right now." I say.

"You do Ariana, I want to learn more about you. I want to know every little bit. I want you to feel comfortable about telling me anything." he says softly.

He glances at the notebook before turning back to me.

"Harry... I don't want to put anything on you now, you've just got out and I don't want you worrying or anything. I just want to spend some relaxing time with you." I reply. "We can save it for another day." I chuckle.

He nods his head.

"I've just missed us." He says.

"Me too,"

He stares at me.

"You are so beautiful Ariana,." he whispers.

"Harry..."

"Shh babe," he mumbles. "Don't say you're not, trust me, you are."

I smile whilst blushing a little as I turn away and stare at the ground.