Chapter 13- Do You Love Me?
I'm in love with him.
We stared deeply into each others eyes, it was so weird that with just one look, I became completely helpless.
He leaned in closer to me, his right hand supporting himself on the ground from falling into me, then he ran his finger through my bangs with his left, brushing it away from my eyes and then he said it.
"I love you."
My eyes widened.
"Y-you do?" I gulped, trying to forget the fact that these words might be meant for someone else.
He nodded and I took a deep breath.
My heart raced in the speed of light. No one has ever said these words to me before. I wasn't even expecting to hear these words this early, after all, it's only been a few weeks.
He gave me a hesitated look but then started, "Do you?"
"H-huh?" I asked, not knowing if what I heard was what I heard.
"Do you... love me?" He asked, I felt his breath blowing softly on my lips.
I do, of course I do, Harry.
But I can't.
This isn't my fairy-tale.
One day, Ella's gonna come back and claim what's hers. And if I say I do now, it'll just add salt to your future wound.
"Harry, I-"
Before I could even say it, he cut me off by placing his lips on mine.
Urgh, why, Taylor?
He pulled away after and then smiled at me, showing his dimples just like the one in the picture.
I couldn't help but smile back.
I was so screwed.
I'm so in love with him and he's in love with me too.
I think.
"Are you sure you're in love with ME?" I asked, emphasizing the word 'me'.
He let out a small chuckle and said, "Do I look like I'm not sure? Since that day, when I saw you there, I knew I was and am in love with you."
I felt a bullet pierce straight through my heart.
Over and over and over again.
He wasn't in love with me, he was in love with Ella.
Harry's POV
I let out a small chuckle and said, "Do I look like I'm not sure? Since that day, when I saw you there, I knew I was and am in love with you."
I was expecting her to be happy when but weirdly, her expression was worry.
I didn't think I said something wrong, did I?
She turned her head to the side, pressing her lips together slightly, seemed to be avoiding eye contact with me.
Frowning, I landed my hand on her face and pushed it slightly forcing her to finally look at me.
I swallowed, afraid of the feeling of rejection, never in my entire life have I ever been so afraid and never in my entire life have I wanted someone this much either.
"You don't?" I asked, shocked by the timidness in my voice.
I stared into her eyes while she did the same and weirdly, tears started forming.
I thought she felt the same way about me.
It couldn't be wrong.
My feelings told me otherwise.
In this past week I have turned that feeling of admiration from that night at the party to love. I admired her when I saw her that night at the party but after I found her and started getting to know her, it turned to love.
Never have I ever been so afraid of what she was going to say.
Then it hit me.
"Harry, I'm so so sorry."
My heart pumped once and a pain spread from the middle to the rest of my heart. And then it stopped.
My eyes never blinked, not even once as I distanced myself from her and pushed myself up from the ground, focusing on a random object in the room besides her because if I do stare at her, I have no idea what I was going to do.
I felt a hand on my arm and I instinctively swayed it away, placing my hand on my forehead.
"Harry, please..."
Before she could proceed, I stopped her by saying, "It's getting late, let me drive you home."
And with that, I walked right out of the cabin, fighting in my anger, sadness and most of all...
Disappointment.
Taylor's POV
I ran after Harry out of the cabin.
"Harry!" I called out but he said nothing, he reached for the car door and opened it but before he could get in, I grabbed his arm.
"Harry, lemme explain." I said, trying to get him to look at me.
He finally turned around and looked at me and I could see the anger in his eyes.
"Explain what?!" He shouted.
That I'm actually not the one you love and you've got this all wrong.
But I couldn't get those words out of my mouth. I just stared at him.
"I thought so." He said coldly and glared at me, looking to his right, away from me.
I felt tears flow down my cheeks but more than I expected.
Then I looked up.
It was raining.
Never in my life have I seen him like this and I was scared of this side of him.
The rain completely worsened the whole scene but it did blur out my tears. Well, there's that.
"Of course I love you, Harry." I said softly but I knew he might've not heard it, considering the loud rain covering up the scene.
My heart ached. It hurt, so much that I didn't think this level of pain was possible.
Is this what it's like to be in love?
No, the question is... is this what it's like to be in love but not be able to say it out loud?
I took a deep hitched breath then shouted through the rain, "Yes, you're right, Harry. I don't love you. So what?! This is karma, Harry. This is what you get for hurting all those girls. And you deserve it."
Harry finally turned around, his jaw clenching and I could see his hands formed to fists.
I wished he knew I meant none of it. But then, it was for the best.
For him.
For Ella.
For the both of them.
We stared into each others eyes through the rain and I was so tempted to look away. If looks could hurt, I would've died by then.
Then, striding towards me, he placed his arms around me.
What?
I was shocked by the gesture.
This wasn't the Harry I knew.
The old Harry would've drove off without me, let alone hug me.
He placed his hands at the back of my head, holding me close, his lips against my right ear and then he said, "I know you love me, Taylor, you do... you do... you do."
I shook my head repeatedly in his arms, pressing my lips together as tight as possible to stop myself from crying.
"E-even if you don't, I know you will, you will, Taylor." He said, trying his hardest to sound assuring.
I continued shaking my head and forced out my words, "No. I won't, Harry."
TO BE CONTINUED...
This is a very depressing chapter. I'm so sorry if you guys can't handle it.
Written by:
Mandy