I woke up, Harry wasn’t in his bed. Odd. I saw the bathroom, closed.
“She showed me what it was to cry.” The voice coming from behind the door, Harry, continued, “Nothings fine I’m torn.”
I knocked on the door lightly, I heard him get up. He opened up the door, his eyes bloodshot, he sniffled his nose. I stared at him, I couldn’t believe it. I was the reason those tears were in those green eyes.
I breathed out, “Harry, can u please just listen to me?” He sighed and listened, from the words last night he was probably expecting a ‘Harry, I am sorry. I have only been best vrienden just to use your friends’ type of story.
I took in a breath I was tensed, “I love u Harry. Not Niall, if I would die for u Harry,” I took a step closer and put my hand on his cheek. “I know u would die for me also.” Even though he was trying so hard to keep a straight face the corners on his mouth were flicking up and he was blushing, “Niall might die for me. But I wouldn’t die for him. I don’t care what u do of say, I love you, I am never going to leave u alone.”
Before I could finish I felt Harry’s arms cutting off my oxygen. His arms have never felt meer comforting and loving to me. I wrapped my arms tightly around his waist. His hand ran through my hair.
I pulled back, his smile warmed my heart, “I love u too.” I wanted to hold onto him, when he pulled back, “Do u want to go window shopping?” I was rubbing off on him.
We escaped out of the hotel. The boys would wonder where we were later, call. We walked down the street, looking in windows. Obviously. We laughed, mostly at Harry’s lame jokes. We talked, like we missed everything in that one day.
Then, the dating conversation came up, “It would just feel so right.” He ran his fingers through his hair, “But, I’m afraid that the fans are going to hurt u if I even just walk with u like this. I don’t want someone to threaten u with all of the death threats. We all saw it happen to Hannah, it scared the crap out of Louis and Hannah, both. I wanted to build up the confidence to say, Oh Harry don’t worry about me I will be fine, u will be fine, we will be fine.
But the fear in his eyes told me to shut up and just understand. I want to hold him, his green eyes, so sincere, so caring. He was aware of his surroundings, he watched everywhere for fans. No one was out today. Surprisingly.
“You have no idea on how bad I want to just grab u and hold you.” I wanted to grab his hand and never let go. Walking there for those hours I had never felt so close to Harry in my life.
“She showed me what it was to cry.” The voice coming from behind the door, Harry, continued, “Nothings fine I’m torn.”
I knocked on the door lightly, I heard him get up. He opened up the door, his eyes bloodshot, he sniffled his nose. I stared at him, I couldn’t believe it. I was the reason those tears were in those green eyes.
I breathed out, “Harry, can u please just listen to me?” He sighed and listened, from the words last night he was probably expecting a ‘Harry, I am sorry. I have only been best vrienden just to use your friends’ type of story.
I took in a breath I was tensed, “I love u Harry. Not Niall, if I would die for u Harry,” I took a step closer and put my hand on his cheek. “I know u would die for me also.” Even though he was trying so hard to keep a straight face the corners on his mouth were flicking up and he was blushing, “Niall might die for me. But I wouldn’t die for him. I don’t care what u do of say, I love you, I am never going to leave u alone.”
Before I could finish I felt Harry’s arms cutting off my oxygen. His arms have never felt meer comforting and loving to me. I wrapped my arms tightly around his waist. His hand ran through my hair.
I pulled back, his smile warmed my heart, “I love u too.” I wanted to hold onto him, when he pulled back, “Do u want to go window shopping?” I was rubbing off on him.
We escaped out of the hotel. The boys would wonder where we were later, call. We walked down the street, looking in windows. Obviously. We laughed, mostly at Harry’s lame jokes. We talked, like we missed everything in that one day.
Then, the dating conversation came up, “It would just feel so right.” He ran his fingers through his hair, “But, I’m afraid that the fans are going to hurt u if I even just walk with u like this. I don’t want someone to threaten u with all of the death threats. We all saw it happen to Hannah, it scared the crap out of Louis and Hannah, both. I wanted to build up the confidence to say, Oh Harry don’t worry about me I will be fine, u will be fine, we will be fine.
But the fear in his eyes told me to shut up and just understand. I want to hold him, his green eyes, so sincere, so caring. He was aware of his surroundings, he watched everywhere for fans. No one was out today. Surprisingly.
“You have no idea on how bad I want to just grab u and hold you.” I wanted to grab his hand and never let go. Walking there for those hours I had never felt so close to Harry in my life.
