I Wish

Only us...

Harry's P.O.V.

Finally I got to spend some time alone with her. Only us. Nobody else. I took her small hand in mine in which I felt a tremble under my touch. But I didn't withdraw my hand. I wanted her to get used to my touch.

She was silent throughout. I couldn't read her face but her beautiful black eyes conveyed everything.

"What do you wanna do first?" She asked finally breaking the awkward silence.

"What about some food? I'm hungry! I hope you get good food here" I mused rubbing my growling stomach.

"Oi, this is Oxford University okay? Obviously you'll get good food here. We won't disappoint you?" She chuckled.

We walked hand in hand to the cafeteria.

"Namaste Ash!" The boy behind the counter greeted her folding his hands in front of his chest. "Got a new friend with you?"

Namaste is hello in Hindi.

"Namaste Zac!" She did the same and giggled. "Yeah he's Harry!"

I guess Namaste is some kind of hello.

"By the way where did you learn that word from, huh? I'm impressed!" She raised her eyebrows without losing her oh-so-lovely smile.

"I knew it, already! By the way where's Anna?"

"She's broken her leg and is resting now!"

"Oh! Tell her to take care" He smiled.

"So what do you want today?"

"A small cappuccino! What about you Harry?" She turned to me.

"I'm hungry so would like a burger and a coke, please."

"Its 100 bucks!"

She was about to give the money but I offered instead.

"No Harry I couldn't let you pay."

"Please, I insist." I gave her my most innocent smile to which she finally gave in.

We sat across a table meant for two. I helped her sit first like every gentleman would do. A girl usually likes that. But I knew she was different from other girls.

Her phone rang and the smile which came on her mouth was just priceless.

"Hi Bhai! How's you?" She said in an excited tone.

Suddenly all the excitement from her face disappeared. She looked at me but what could I do but eat my burger.

"Bhai..." She started speaking in Hindi which I was unable to understand.

I instead watched the features of her face. Her lips which moved she talked. The way her eyebrows moved up and down, her beautiful eyes. Her flicks which she moved away from from her eyes. I just wished I could see her like this forever. Her voice sounded so soft as if she was comforting that person. I can bet she's an incredible singer. Three years of my singing career has taught me to recognize a good singer by their voice.

She said bye on the phone and I assumed she has finished talking. She sighed and slipped the phone in her pocket.

"So, is Bhai you're friend?" I asked casually as she sipped some of her coffee.

She had her eyes widened.

"What?" She gasped and started laughing so much that she had to cover her mouth. That lovely sight when she her eyes squeeze shit when she laughed.

I was confused. I just asked a casual question. What's there to laugh so much?

"I'm sorry, Harry!" She said and laughed more shaking her head.