Harry POV



“It’s you,” I murmured.



She stood in front of me as she tried to study my reaction. The excitement I felt was running through my veins and I was just so happy that I could actually find her.



Her hair was braided and she stood against the door to let me in.



“You tried to tell, and I treated to you like a complete arse,” I stated before I entered the small room.



She just smiled and motioned for me to come inside.



Her face remained emotionless and, as much as I tried, I couldn’t read a single emotion on her face. I sat on the green arm chair in the corner and she made her way to the desk chair.



“So it’s you,” I said once again.



“Ya, it’s me.”



Alex POV



I sat on top of my desk and all I could think about was what he was thinking. His face was scrunched in to confusion and he looked at me bewildered like I had a second head.



“All this time,” he said.



“The entire time,” I said while I inhaled.



“Listen, I just, I couldn’t see you mope around anymore. You don’t have to like me, in fact, you can like I don’t exist, like everybody else. I understand.”



His face shot towards mine, and his emerald green eyes became darker as he looked into mine.



“No, you’re perfect,” he stated as he got up from the chair and walked towards me, “and I really like you. You made me go mad.”



He walked closer to me, leaving just inches between him and me. He eyes bore into my face, but I just kept my hand with a new interest in the condition of my fingers. His finger came to my chin and he lifted my face up so that out eyes could meet. And I saw it: the truth and the care.



“I have something of yours.”



He dug into his pocket and pulled out my mother’s necklace. He walked behind me and gently clipped it on. I could feel my mother smiling down upon me. For some reason, I just knew that she would have liked Harry. I fingered the necklace against my neck as he walked in front of me.



“It was my mother’s. The engraving is from her mum when she had cancer. I never met her, but my mum always said no matter happens, this just can’t worse and we just have keep fighting. It’s what got through these past horrible years.”



“It looks like it was made for you. Your mother has good taste.”



“Thanks,” I whispered unable to conjure up another word in my head.



Harry POV



I never realized until now, but Alex was indeed perfect. Her eyes were this beautiful hazel that I could just look at forever. Her fair skin and dark hair made her look like she was mysterious but strong, independent even. She was smart and she was just fantastic. The necklace made her look elegant yet simple. She deserved to look like a model.



“Do you wanna go out sometime,” I asked her as she hopped off the desk.



She smirked but I knew that she wouldn’t go for it.



“I can’t,” she responded seriously but with a smile.



“Are you serious?”



“Ya, I have to work here. I need money to pay for a plane to California. I got an interview at Stanford next year and I need to kiss up to Mary or I’ll never be able to go.”



“I help you.”



“No Mr. Popstar,” she said pushing me away, “I need to do this myself.”



“Then let me help you work,” I attempted but she just began to laugh as she clutched her stomach.



“You, clean,” she managed between laughing fits.



“Ya, I clean.”



“I’ve seen you’re x-factor videos on youtube. You’re room isn’t exactly the neatest thing.”



She just continued to laugh and eventually ended up on her bed with her hands clutching her stomach. He black hair was strewn under her head like a halo and her smile just made her look even more beautiful.



I leaned over her and placed my weight on my arms that were on opposite of her head.



“Let me help you,” I pleaded.



Her face immediately became straight and I could see in her eyes, that she became nervous.

“And I can help you on some points in the interview, I’m good at them.”



I could see a smirk develop on her lips.



I leaned down and placed my lips on her to keep from being laughed at. I have feelings and being laughed isn’t exactly supportive. I pulled away quickly and she just lay there astonished. Now it was my turn to laugh, but the spark kept me from making a face.



She turned over and sat upright on the bed on the side I was standing. She came close to me and laced her arms around my neck. Her face came closer to mine and I leaned in. Our lips met and in the back of my head, I felt fireworks and I suddenly understood why Lou always talked about Eleanor. It was this feeling of utter happiness and victory.



I wrapped my hands around her slender waist in attempt to bring her closer. I could feel her finder playing with my curls my hands wandered up to her cheeks as I cupped them. She pulled away before I could take the kiss any further.



“So is that I yes,” I questioned hopefully.



“Maybe,” she replied smiling.



Suddenly, the door knocked and her eyes grew wide in horror.



I crawled under the bed, for lack of a better hiding place. She walked to the door and opened the door, bracing all consequences.



“Ugh, what took you so long,” exclaimed Alexis.



“Listen, I know about your whole tutoring thing with Harry and I want to tutor him because, I’m, like, incredibly smart.”

I bit my head to keep myself from laughing.



“Ok, go ahead. Just talk to Mr. Green.”



“Ugh, fine.”



I heard storm angrily out of the room with her horrible walk. She couldn’t be a model even if she tried.



Alex shut the door, and just laughed. It was such a perfect sound.