I woke up to see the now familiar green eyes staring at me, once again.
“Why do you pull an Edward Cullen on my every time I wake up?” I say, stretching a bit as I sit up.
I am not very sure that he'll get the twilight reference, but it's too early to put on my thought filter.
“I was not staring at you like that creep, I was just debating whether to wake you up or not considering you have to be in school in about 10 minutes.” he said cockily, getting up from the floor at the side of the bed.
“What?! Oh fuck! ” I gasp, forwarding to the night stand and checking my phone.
He was right.
“You idiot, why didn’t you wake me up?” I ask, rushing around, grabbing a pair of washed jeans and a white shirt.
“I thought you’d shout at me,” He said timidly.
"And don't swear." He whispered the last part so low, that it looked like it wasn't meant for me to hear.
What's his problem with swearing ?
He then started rubbing the back of his head, biting the side of his lower lip as he tried to hide his smile.
Wow..
Focus, Violet.
In about five minutes, I was ready to go. Ofcourse, I skipped bath.
I hurriedly stepped downstairs while picking up a banana that I’ll eat on the way. Surprisingly on second thoughts, I grabbed one for Harry as well.
The guy never has denied when food is offered to him.
Luckily, we were just 10 minutes late and I had the first lecture free, so we went to the library and I started finishing my essay.
All the time, I kept noticing if anyone acknowledged Harry’s presence here.
No one did.
After that, he accompanied me to all the classes, where again, no one seemed to be able to see him.
During lunch, we were sitting in a corner table, far from the crowd.
He was sitting, but his focus was always in the surroundings. He was a little on the edge since we arrived. He made sure no one touched him all the time. Even a slightest activity caught his attention.
"Harry ?" I ask, not being able to contain myself.
"Hmm ?" His eyes landed on me for a moment, but then he glanced sideways.
Then again, focused on me.
"What's wrong with you ?"
"Nothing, I am just being careful." He shrugged, trying to show that it's not a big deal. But the next moment, his eyes started shifting to the surroundings again.
"Careful of what ?"
Before he could answer my question, Nichole and Andrea came to sit in the table, and neither of them noticed him.
He suddenly jumped out of the chair when Andrea pulled it out thinking it was empty. He looked frightened for that one moment. But then he relaxed himself and looked at me.
I looked over at an empty chair and pushed it out a little so he can sit. He sighed and sat, still shifting uncomfortably.
The rest of the day passed exactly in the same way, harry became more relaxed as departure time came closer.
The ride back home was silent, mostly because I had a lot of thoughts I needed to process. There was no doubt harry was indeed, invisible.
Even if we consider him and Susan planning this, and maybe, he has asked the entire school to pretend not being able to see him, there was bound to be one small slip up. And there is no way he could have hacked my phone camera. And I am almost sure there can be no scientific explanation of his absence of shadow which I noticed again when we were walking towards my car after school.
But if he really is invisible, why was he so on the edge in school?
We reached home and silently climbed up to my room. I opened the door and took off my shoes, ready to take a small nap. I still had a lot to think before I could talk to Harry.
I think I should at least thank him for coming with me.
“Harry, I -” I turned around and froze.
There’s no fucking way I was seeing that.
Harry's feet were not touching the ground. He was about a foot above the above it. But he looked like he was not even aware of it as he was looking somewhere far, deep in his own thoughts.
“Oh my god,” I deliberately skipped the swear words out this time as my hand automatically came over my mouth because it was very creepy to watch. But at the same time, he looked flawless while doing it. A ray of sunlight was falling over him, illuminating his skin to look golden and his hair coming over his forehead, all messy, as he was looking down.
My words seemed to catch his attention as he looked up at me and automatically came down and his feet were touching the ground again.
“What?” He looked embarrassed and shy all of a sudden.
“You were flying,” I say, still in trance.
“Yeah, gravity doesn’t work on me.” He stated nonchalantly, shrugging it off and sitting in his usual spot on the couch.
How can I doubt him now?
“Oh,” was all I could say as I turned around, suddenly remembering why I had turned to him in the first place.
“Umm, Harry?”
“Yes?”
“Thanks for coming to school with me,” I smile genuinely at him.
“No problem.” He smiled back, taking out a new book from the drawer and sitting on the couch.
He keeps reading books that I have nevee heard of. Its harmful for my curiosity honestly.
I half expected him to ask me if I trust him now, but he didn’t. I was partially glad because I didn’t want to say yes and I wouldn’t have been able to say no.
So I simply turn my back towards him and try to sleep.
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Of course, I couldn’t sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, a question popped up in my head.
The latest one was how come no one is able to see the food he eats once it goes inside his body? Or does it become invisible too, once it enters his body ?
Does he need oxygen ?
Would he float on water or sink ?
Will he ever catch fire ?
So after about 1 hour, I had so many questions that I was on the verge of losing my insanity.
I turned around to talk to Harry only to find out that he was now sleeping in the couch.
He was half seating - half leaning towards the handrest of the couch, his arms were folded against his chest and his face a bit burried in the soft material, his chest slowly rising and falling as he breathed. He looked peaceful, unlike how he has looked this whole day. The sight was so peaceful that I didn’t want to wake him up. Instead, I kept looking at him, momentarily forgetting all the questions.
I didn’t even realize when my own eyes closed and I fell asleep.
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Violet is somehow starting to believe Harry.
But will he tell her his entire story after that ?
Or will it be too hard for him to open up ?
Keep reading to find out and also let me know what you think in comments.
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Sincerely,
Meera.
P.S. - This picture of harry is my all time favourite one, I mean, look at the veins of his arms 😍.