Something I'm Not 2- History (Sequel)

Chapter 18

We had walked around and stopped at the park for him to rest. He was getting a little shaky. He refused to stay in the hotel all day. He had surprised me when he had pulled out his phone and took a few pictures of us with the tower in the background. One he even kissed me in. He finally let me stop at a store when we passed it and get him medicine. We kind of looked like idiots trying to figure out what everything said. But thankfully someone working there had known fluent English and had helped. He about gagged when he went to swallow it. "What is this? Poison?" he coughs and I chuckle. "You're not suppose to like it, Harry." I giggle and tug him over to a concession stand. The clerk had saw us and was half smiling. "Can he get a water?" I ask her and Harry rebukes. "Fuck water. That shit was nasty. Give me a pepsi." he says and I start laughing. "That bad, huh?" I ask and he frowns. "I'm never letting you buy me medicine ever again." he says and the lady gave a peculiar look. "You look familiar." she says and Harry looks at her.

"Are you-?" she goes to ask and Harry nods. "Yes." he answers calmly and she smiles and hands him the bottle of Pepsi he wanted. "I won't charge. My daughter is a huge fan." she speaks and Harry politely smiles. "Well tell her thank you for me." he answers and she smiles. "I surely will. Have a good day." she chirps and we back away from the stand to continue walking. Harry downed half the bottle within a minute and he still made a disgusting face and shivered. "Disgusting." he mumbles and I laugh. "You sound a little better though." I say feeling his forehead, which was still a little warm. 

"It wasn't worth that shit I just drank." he pouts and I laugh. "Yes, I know. I'm just terrible for trying to take care of you." I nudge his side and he frowns. "Just wait until I get you sick." he threatens and I laugh. 

We kept walking until Harry stopped when he saw a little boy crying by a fountain by himself. He looked very lost and confused and Harry surprised me when he walked up to him and crouched down in front of him. He had startled the boy but he spoke real soft to him. Well, as soft as his lost voice would allow him. I stayed back and watched so I wouldn't scare the boy but there's just something about watching him interact with kids that adds a little life to him. I remembered him holding that boy at his cousin's funeral on his hip. How even though I was terribly scared of him still, and he was in mourning over his loss, he looked comfortable around kids. It wasn't expected out of him because of his cold nature. 

The boy spoke back English and Harry stood up with the boy and he had picked him up. "Okay, let's go find your mum." he says and looks at me to join him. The boy looked maybe 7 at the most. He was blond with bright blue eyes that were red from crying. 

"Where'd your mum go? Do you know?" he asks him and the boy looks around as we walked. "I think she was with my older sister. I was just at the park and when I turned around she was gone." he spoke worried and Harry shifted him to a more comfortable position. "Alright. Do you know what she looks like?" he asks. 

"She's got brown hair. Was wearing a dark blue shirt with black pants." he told him and he had turned on the path that took us back to the park. Harry walked slower than usual probably because he still was shaky. 

It took us about 25 minutes to get to the park and then we heard a woman's call. "Johnny! Oh my gosh. I was so worried." says a woman with brown hair running towards us. The boy stretched his arms out towards her and Harry handed him to her. "Oh my goodness, thank you so much. He wanders, I had turned my back for a split second!" she speaks broken English and Harry had generously smiled at the younger woman. "It's not a problem, ma'am." he says. "Is there anyway I could repay you?" she asks and he shakes his head. "It's alright, I promise." he says and she shakes his hand and mine. I don't know why cause Harry did it all, I just went with him. 

"You don't know how much I appreciate this." she grins gratefully and Harry smiles and tugs my hand to continue walking with him. I just smiled at him and he frowned. "Don't say anything." he grumbles and I chuckle. "That was unexpected. I'm proud of you." I say and he frowns further. "Do I get more shitty cold medicine for it?" he asks and I laugh. "No, unfortunately." I say and he huffs. "Lovely." he says and puts his arm around me as I moved to hug his side as we walked.