Kina finds herself involved in a prohibited romance that her best friend disapproves of. Dealing with a dysfunctional family and Harry..a man struggling with his mental health. But someone she knows is capable of living his life happily rather than...
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Kina
"How the hell did you convince me to get Lebanese food even after you sprained your ankle? You should be resting" Harry says. His arms hooked around my thighs tightly as I grip his shoulders. I was currently on his back as we made our way towards the takeaway store that sells the precious food I've been craving since my complicated shower with my sore ankle.
Harry was showered and dressed in some black jeans and a white shirt, some white vans on his feet. He had spare clothes in his car from a bag he realised he hadn't put in the spare room that he is staying in at Liam's.
So he smelt of coconut and mango now as he had asked to borrow my shampoo and conditioner earlier. I hadn't realised how amazing it smelt until I smelt it on someone else. So you could say I was happy resting my chin on his head.
"You're lucky I'm giving you this piggy back too" he murmurs and I chuckle. Knowing he doesn't normally like touching people but he has to deal with it now that I can't walk.
"You weren't complaining when you carried me down the mountain or up the stair case. Why now that I ask for a piggy back?"
"Because we look ridiculous" he chuckles and I lean forward, letting my arms dangle over his shoulders and chest as my chin continues to rest on his head.
"I think we look like the best of friends" I say in defence.
"Right..Archie could never" Harry says playfully.
"Archie wouldn't complain though" I say smugly.
"Archie would hate to make himself look weak that's why" Harry makes fun of his brother. I giggle to myself at that. He was right, Archie wouldn't want to complain in order to look strong and manly.
My giggles slowly fade out when I realise something.
How does Harry know that?
They hardly spoke or hung around each other.
Maybe he observed us from a distance growing up? When he and Zayn would be outside as Archie and I played around in the backyard all those Thanksgivings, Christmases and Summer holidays.
I mean we always did random acts of affection like Archie giving me piggy backs, picking me up or throwing me around when we'd wrestle for the game controllers or tv remote.
I feel a little saddened at my train of thoughts. I miss playing around with Archie like that.
