Night Changes

Chapter 9

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Harry POV

I made my way over to the right side of my car to open the door and let Skylar in. I watch her get in the car before I close the door and get in the car myself.

I look at Skylar, expecting her to be calm, but instead she looks concerned about something. Something she doesn't want to tell me? Or maybe she's still shocked from what happened.

"Are you okay?" I ask her, softly smiling.

Her big green eyes look up at me. Then she quickly looks down and starts to fumble with her cute little hands.

"Yeah, I'm fine" she says as she inhaled deep.

Event though she said that, I can see she's not.

I bring my hand up to her cheek and turn her head so she's facing me.

"Sky, baby, you can tell me" I tell her.

She sighs.

I lift her chin and she's looking straight into my eyes now. She had beautiful eyes. They're in this pretty almond shaped form and they're such a deep green colour.

"I don't..." she starts to say, "I don't really know.."

I try to give her a soft look as if to say that it's okay.

"It's just, my parents.." she continues.

"What about them?" I ask curiously.

"They just.. My mom saw this picture of you and me at the playground thing we were last night and it she found out that you're famous, so she told my dad and basically they told me that... They don't want me to see you any longer." she says as she takes a deep breath.
Famous. It's always famous. Harry the famous guy. I hate it when people say that. It's like you are a person before you are famous, then you are famous and then you're the guy that used to be famous, it's like some sort of label. Why can't people understand that I am a person before and now I'm just living this dream that is amazing, but I'm still the same person and I will be the same person after.

If I wasn't famous her parents might have just trusted me, get to know me during a fun dinner or somethin' and it should be fine, because I they'd get to know me as person and they might like me. But this stupid famous-thing ruins it. I don't even got a chance to prove myself. Now I know Skylar and I don't know each other very long and things between us are going quite fast, but even though we only know each other for about a week, I feel like I've known her a lot longer. This week with her has been one of the best weeks ever, because of her. And I'm looking forward to spending a lot more time with her.

But the stupid famous-thing has to stop me, as always.

I realise we've both been quiet.

"So I told them that was bullshit and came down here" Skylar breaks the silence.

Now I'm the one who sighs as I push my hair out of my face.

I want to say something to her, to let her know it's fine. But I don't know what to say so we stay silent again.

"Well it's not really bullshit..." I finally say.

"I mean, there are some crazy fans out there" I continue to say. "But you know what? I don't what you and I will be, but I promise you, I will not let them or anyone else come between that, not even you parents, okay?"

She smiles and nods.

"Lets take you home" I say as I turn on my car and start to drive.

I decide to softly turn on the radio. I sing along when our song 18 comes on.

Skylar turn her head to mine and asks "Is this your song?".

"Yup, this is actually one of my favorites" I say honestly.

"It's good" she says as if she expected it to be worse.

I smile in a response as I take her hand on her lap in mine.

It's not a long drive from downtown to Skylars house.

"Get some rest, you might need it" I say after we pulled up to her house.

Skylar gets out of the car and stands there.

"Thank you Harry" she says.

"It's alright" I say.

Then she closes the door and I watch her walk to her front door before I head back to the hotel.