Heartbeat

Chapter 48

"Hm, how to begin." His abrupt change of mood gave me more knots in my stomach. " I think I have figured out what changed from those Quidditch practice sessions till" Taking a pause he said "between us"

He stood two feet apart and I felt my neck warm , I didn't want to ask what changed or what happened because I was simply not interested or so that I thought " And what are your deductions" I heard my self say loud and clear with a steamy breath.

"Do you still think we are friends?" Harry asked ignoring my question and taking a step ahead. On reflex I took a step back maintaing the distance. "Yes" I said without hesitation.

"Are you certain?" He asked again, holding his steps. My jaws tighten, what is his upto.

"What do you want Harry? You know you don't need to play silly games. Ask forward" I challenged him. His eyes brighten on hearing me.

"You" He said. One word and an eternity of silence filled the space, my breathing went shallow, I had to try hard to look straight at him, his one word rang in my ears and thoughts were all over the place.

"I am leaving" I said and turned away, my blood began to boil, my ears were turing red, " I expected you would run like always, just not this soon" Harry said, his voice held a trace of humour in it. His words not made me turn but the thought that this seems funny to him made me stop.

"Its fine to tease around, but this kind of jokes are unacceptable, I don't appreciate your humour" I bitterly replied him, folding my hands, with an irked expression crossing my face.

"I never realised I have a type in humour, or humour a tol" Harry raised his eyebrows, "I am commonly known to lack in that department"

"I neither appreciate your snarky comments" I slit my eyes at him. Harry face set in grim line.

"Wow. This is going entirely on different route, Ginny, I came here" Harry said when I cut in between "yes, why you came? Why did you showed up your face so randomly that's it's impossible to digest" I shouted at him when he was only began to explain. That's how frustrating it was to hold in.

"Certainly not to thank for your box of chocolate, I came here to see you, to confess to make you understand, what I feel" Harry exclaimed.

I vigorously shook my head " No, you don't feel anything. " I laughed softly at his statement.

"Right, I didn't unless you made me feel them" Harry said staring head straight towards me.

"No Harry, you don't you are confused, let's go home" I said it slowly to make it through his head. His pace increase and he ignored me, like all my words were falling on deaf ears.

"I don't feel anything, if you don't feel anything for me. I will agree I have no feelings whatsoever, if you don't have any for me, I won't bait an eye on your rejection if you proof me wrong" Harry said clearly holding my gaze making me transparent.

"You are mistaken, it's not a feeling, it's your regret speaking, the burden I thought you would never take. I should have never said anything to you" I said him, his mask breaking, he came forward standing infront of me, but I have no place to step back I was already corned.

"Yes you are right it's not a feeling, you can't name it as a feeling, it's much beyond that, pure and strong, feelings come and go, they fluctuate. What I feel for you in here is much greater than that" Harry said, poking his chest with his finger, his voice edgy and I knew it was sincere, every word but I can't take it. His nearness were stealing my air to breath in.

I tried moving away his right hand blocked my way, I tried quickly ducking left he was quicker than me he trapped me in his hold, " Move, you aren't thinking straight" I said looking away from him.