Scared

Chapter thirteen

Louis left a little early, saying one of his sisters got injured.

So here I am, alone with Harry, sitting in complete silence.

We've been at this for a few hours now, barely speaking.

"Does Louis like me?" Harry asks, breaking the silence.

"What?"

"I said, does Louis like me?"

I bite the insides of my cheeks, trying to find the best response.

"Well." Was all I could say.

"C'mon, Ariana. Just tell me the truth." He looks straight at me.

"No." I tell him, looking away.

"Why?" He continues to ask.

"Can we drop this? Please?" I beg him, but he refuses.

"Alright, you wanna know the truth?"

"Everyword better be honest."

"Don't get butthurt." I turn to face Harry,"Louis doesn't like you because of your tattoos. He thinks you're scary, and violent, and crazy."

"Okay." Harry gave a sad smile.

"See, this is exactly why I didn't want to tell you. Now you're hurt and I don't want to ever you."

"I'm not hurt."

"Then what is it?" I let out a frustrated sigh.

"I don't know. All I know is that I'm not hurt. Why would I be hurt if it's true?" He moved his eyes back at me.

I kept my mouth shut, not really knowing how to reply back.

"Harry, you're none of those."

"I don't need your pity." He scolds,"You know it's true. You even told me you were scared of me."

"I didn't mean it." I instantly say.

"Then why the hell would you say it if you don't mean it?"

"Because I wasn't thinking. That night, I realised that I."

"You what?" He huffs.

"I love you."

Harry's face softens a little, his lips curving into a small smile,"Thank you."

"For what?"

"Let's just say I've never been loved before."

"You've never?"

He shakes his head, dropping his attention to his shoes,"I'm sure the foster employees don't love me. I'm too much to handle. My parents left me when I was a young one, so I'm sure in the hell they don't love me. No one loves me. Why do you?"

"There has to be a reason why I love you?"

"I don't know." He shrugs,"I've never seen what love is."

"It's like a good feeling in your heart. You love that person when they're in the same room as you, you love everything they do. Basically, it's just a good feeling." I explain, holding both of his hands in mine.

"Then I guess I love you too." He smiles, kissing my forehead.

"I should go." I tilt my head to the left,"But I'll see you later, yeah?"

"See you." He whispers, still having a smile on his face.

This chapter was kinda cute but short. Soz. << im not cute

Ha ha

Calum a sexy motherfucker

Im tired

Bye