Harry’s POV
Me and Jessie have been talking for a while. Just the basics. What we like to do. She asked me about my family and stuff, I told everything she wanted to know. We just got done eating.

She didn’t each much, I’m just hoping she had a large breakfast and wasn’t hungry, because I didn’t wanna think she didn’t like this place.

‘’So, Harry.. I forgot to ask you some things.’’ She says as she turns in the booth and crosses her legs. I smile lightly, surprised at how comfortable she is right now.

‘’Okay, what?’’ I ask, curious to know exactly what she wants to know.

‘’What’s your favorite color?’’ She smiles gently as she looks up at me.

‘’I dunno.. it changes.’’ I shrug lightly.

‘’Well, what’s your favorite color at the moment?’’ she fires back, smirking a little. I stare into her eyes. I know exactly what my favorite color is right now, and probably all the time from here on out.

‘’Blue.’’ I mumble, looking away from her eyes.

‘’Okay.’’ She nods. ‘’What about you? What’s your favorite color?’’ I ask her, expecting her to say pink or purple.

‘’Like you, mine always changes.. but currently.. its.. green.’’ Her cheeks turn a slight color of red as she looks away from me. I smirk slyly, realizing why its green right now.

“Okay.. who’s your favorite singer, like modern?’’ I ask, trying to ease the intense embarrassment we both are experiencing.

‘’Selena Gomez.. and Ed Sheeran.’’ She tells me, looking at me again, the redness gone, ‘’You?’’

‘’Um, well I dunno.. exactly who.. But I like Kelly Clarkson.. and Selena’s good, too.’’ I tell her.

‘’I love her song “I want you to know” And of course, “The Heart Wants What It Wants’’.” Jessie says, with a smile as she stares down at her fingers, avoiding my eyes for some reason all of a sudden.

‘’Yeah, I like those too..’’ I nod, agreeing with her.

I only agree because I know two things about her so far. She likes when she knows we have something in common. And she likes to know my opinions.

She asked me several things, ranging from my thoughts about myself to my opinions on the world.

She’s amazing. I love talking to her. I love being about to tell someone in the world my views and my secrets.

The real ones… not ones I’m told to say because there’s a camera around. I don’t need that me when I’m with Jessie. I just need the real me.. the one I wish everyone knew..

My phone beeps and I glance down.

Niall: Paul said where ya at? We gotta rehearse in 10

I sigh aloud, trying to keep it to myself. From the corner of my eye, I see Jessie looking over at me, sorta concerned looking. I glance over, but soon look away.

Me: Be there soon.

‘’Is everything okay?’’ She asks me, her voice was soft and light.

‘’Um.. well, I gotta message from Niall. We have to get to the arena. I have to rehearse in ten minutes.’’ I tell her. She nods, gathering her purse and shoving her phone in it.

‘’I enjoyed this, love.’’ I smile lightly as I stand up, letting her out of the booth before walking out of the restaurant.

I open the door for Jessie, but she refuses to get in. ‘’What’s wrong?’’ I ask her, worried that I have yet to please her in any way. She doesn’t look upset, or mad.

‘’We don’t need to be seen together anymore… and we sure don’t need to arrive some one together.’’ She mumbles, her arm brushing mine as she walks away, but I stop her by gently taking a secure hold of her wrist.

She looks over her shoulder, her eyes sincere. ‘’I don’t care.. what people say.’’ I sigh out, sorta upset that she would think this way about this situation.

‘’Well I care what about people say about you.. I’m not gonna ruin your image.’’ She whispers, her eyes covered in a thin layer of tears.

‘’Don’t.. get upset, Jess.’’ I say under my breath as I let her wrist go. ‘’I’m not.. I.. I just..’’ She stops herself and looks away from me, but I still look at her, concerned, but more worried than anything.

‘’Please.’’ I mumble, trying to get her to talk to me the way I know she wants to. She wants to tell me everything, I can see it. She wants me to be able to know what’s going on, but yet.. she doesn’t at the same time.

“Why.. are you.. tearing up?’’ I ask her in a sigh. ‘’I.. I just care.. okay?’’ She sighs out, turning to face me correctly.

‘’You care about what?’’ I say, sorta confused. ‘’You..’’ She mumbles, looking down at the ground. ‘’You care about me?’’ I ask, shocked.

‘’Yeah.. you’re.. a nice person.. and you’re.. sweet and.. kind.. and I.. I just.. I dunno.’’ She says, covering her face with her hands, beginning to cry.

‘’Jessie, please don’t cry.’’ I beg her not to do this. ‘’I.. I..’’ She sobs out, but that’s all I can hear.

‘’Jessie.. love.. don’t cry.. because.. of me.. I know you care.. I know.. and I.. I care about you too, just don’t cry about this.. we can talk, okay?’’ I say, placing my hands on her waist, pulling her to me, her forehead leaning against my chest. I sorta enjoyed that she was shorter than me at this moment.

She leans up, nodding some. ‘’Do you want me to run you to the hotel, so you can change and clean up?’’ I whisper to her as she looks up at me, her makeup smudged.

‘’Pl-please.’’ She stutters with a nod. ‘’Okay, get in the car..’’ I say as I motion for her to get in, and this time.. she does.

Notes

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