Make a Wish

Chapter 19

~Harry's POV~

"Then... Why?! Why did you... I don't know freak out? Why did you freak out?" I sound like a broken record but I don't understand her reaction.

"Because, I don't want to start something with you." She replies, her eyes shifting from mine and focusing on the sand. I run my fingers through my hair out of habit.

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"Because Harry! Jesus Christ! Why don't you get it?"

"Get what?" I ask, trying to grab her hand. I know we're not together but she is clearly losing it right now.

"I'm going to die! And nobody understands that! I don't want to sound dramatic, it's just... I don't want to start something with you that I can't finish. Or continue with or frankly, do anything with! I don't want to start a relationship with you because I don't want to leave as many people behind when I... Die." She squeaks the last part.

I'm at a loss for words. How can I reply to something like that? That's just it, I can't. She is so right but also so wrong.

"Forgive me if this sounds cheesy," I pre-apologize as I take her hands in mine,"but I don't care how much time you think we have. It could be days it could be years, I just know that I want to spend it with you."

"We've only known each other for a few days..." She blushes a little.

"So? I don't think people need endless amounts of time to decide who they want to be with. Okay that didn't make any sense," I laugh at myself,"just trust me Zoe? trust me okay?" She giggles a little,"Okay Harry I trust you. That did sound cheesy, but I forgive you." She steps towards me and rests her head on my shoulder, I wrap my arms around her waist and pull her closer.

"You okay?" I ask quietly.

"Ya, ya. Just," she takes a pause and draws in a breath,"just so tired."

"Come on I'll take you back to your temporary home." She giggles at my remark. My stomach flutters, I love it when she laughs. I feel her nod against my shoulder as we start the short walk back to the car. She leans on me as we trudge across the sand. All her weight is just resting on my one side. I love this feeling, of being wanted. Of being needed.

~Zoey's POV~

I feel like absolute crap, but I don't dare mention it to Harry because I know he would freak out. I don't want to be in a relationship with him for so many reasons. But his little speech was... I don't even know what it was. But I can't turn him down now.

"Are you sure your okay Zoe?" Harry asks for the millionth time as he opens the car door for me. I just nod in response, I'm to tired to speak. Who knew walking a hundred yards could be so tiring? I climb onto the cushy car seat and listen to Harry's shoes crunch against the gravel as he runs around to his side of the car. He opens the door an hops into the car, starting it up with a slow purr. He pulls out of the parking lot and onto the highway.

I stare out the window for what feels like hours, but in reality probably only a few minutes.

"Zoe are you... Are you mad?" Harry breaks the silence. I turn my head away from the window and swallow before I reply,"No... No I'm not Harry, It's just," I draw in a breath before I finish,"we're moving really fast. I know we're not a couple but that's what it seems like, according to what you said back there." I gesture towards the beach. Harry furrows his brow a little, but stays focused on the road.

"Zoey... I really like you." He takes a quick glance at me, a sincere expression plays across his features. I turn my head back to look out the window.

"I know Harry. But we've only known each other a few days. Talking about spending the rest of our life together is a bit... Too much to handle." I can tell he is hurt. But this is so fast, so sudden. I can barely think about the rest of this car ride with Harry let alone the rest of my life.

"Oh god Zoe that's not what I meant! I mean one day ya, I don't know maybe... But not know! I was talking about living in the moment. And I already know that sounds cheesy so you don't have to tell me." He teases and flashes me a big, toothy grin,"I was just trying to say... Ugh this is so not how I wanted this to happen because now everything is so..."

"Awkward?" I suggest. He nods in agreement.

"I wish I hadn't said what I said back there because now it sounds like I'm some love crazed hippie!"

"Oh my gosh Harry," I hold my stomach as I laugh way to hard at him,"really?" I tease him.

"Okay okay! What I'm trying to say is. Zoey would you like to go out on a date with me?"

"If it involves Chinese food then yes. I would very much like to go on a date with you." I turn back towards him and smile at him. He turns to look at me, smiling right back.

"I solemnly swear there will be pounds and pounds of Chinese food for you to eat." He says holding up one hand.

"Pounds?"

"Okay maybe not pounds but something very close!" He remarks as he pulls up to the valet of the hotel. I step out of the car before any hotel staff has a chance to open it for me. Harry hands the valet his keys and receives a little slip of paper.

"Do you want me to walk you up?" He asks.

"Sure." I say to him. We walk across the crowded lobby and over to the elevator. I press the button and listen to the elevator ding as it counts down the floors. 3... 2... 1... Harry and I step into the elevator as the doors slide open.

"Oh shit I forgot what floor," I laugh at myself as my hand hovers over the many buttons. I shrug and push button 21,"guess and check I suppose." Harry chuckles at my remark and the elevator jolts upwards.

"Have you ever jumped in an elevator?" Harry turns to me, his eyes glowing. He really does act like a child.

"That only works when your going down Harry!" I laugh at him.

"Damn." The elevator dings and holts to a stop. The doors slide open and I check the sign with all the room numbers.

"Lucky for you I'm on floor fifteen." I look at him and watch his eyes light up in excitement. I press the floor '15' button and bend my knees,"Ready?" I ask. He nods and bends his knees.

"Go!" He practically screeches. With both push off our toes, jumping into the air. We stay in mid-air for a few seconds, and then come back down to earth.

"It's like space." Harry giggles like a school girl.

"Yup, because you've been to space." I place my hand on my hip and turn to him. I'm surprised that I even have the energy to joke with Harry. It's like he emits Vitamin B or something.

"Maybe I have." He gives me a serious look and. I can't help but laugh at him. The doors slide open and we step out into the hall.

"This way," I point to the left and we head down that hallway. I instantly realize I'm wrong when all the room numbers are in the tens, not ones,"just kidding, this way." I turn around and Harry laughs at me. It seems like all we do is laugh at each other, but in a good way...

"And here we are. Only problem I don't have a key."

"Oh great. Is your mom here?"

"I don't know, I'll knock." I make a fist and lightly tap my knuckles against the door. No reply.

"Well, welcome to the floor, it's where we'll be waiting until my mom comes back." I gesture to the floor, placing my back on the wall and sliding down it into a sitting position.

"Fancy." Harry says as he sits down next to me.

"I try."