Truly Sincere [Part 1]

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The same evening of the day the  incident held, I was lying in my bed thinking about all the possible ways to avoid Harry I was guilty for how I made him feel that day. when I decided to talk to him earlier I knew it was going to affect both of us and not in a good way, and part of me knew that it was too late to not cause any damage. laying there lifelessly I was  looking at the ceiling, I'd shudder breifly when the clouds would roar, I looked at the window, how the rain drops were following after one another

I have to find a better way to leave this place, I can't stay under one roof with Harry after what I just pulled on him.

My stomach growled as I turned to side my sight fell upon the clock the dinner time had already passed. I heard fade mumbling outside the door of my room, I closed my eyes when the door behind me creaked opened  to fool the person I'm asleep. The door closed again, but I didn't move not aware of the presence or absence of that very person, I stayed still. I heard fade steps approaching behind my back, someone sat down on my bed. I supposed it was Alex but the hand reached down to my hair as the person sighed heavily

Harry!

It was hard for me to not move or not say something, I couldn't mustered up the courage to face him or talk to him. After all what I did to him that morning, I just couldn't say anything. He tucked my hair slowly behind my ear, as he played along the length of my hair. He got up and tuck me in the blanket nicely, he placed his huge palm on my back before leaning in closer to kiss the side of my cheek, and left the room.

I cried myself to sleep and I woke up tired the next morning, my throat itchy and I was nauseous then I realized I slept on an empty stomach, my head spun as if I was on strong drug last night, and for the record I actually was high on love. I got up and took a warm shower before slipping into fresh clothes and I realized that I'm just in time for breakfast when I mustered up the courage to go downstairs

"Good morning gorgeous, slept well?" Alex was in a good mood while serving tea to Niall, which was weird

"Good morning! Why so chirpy Alexandra, and you're actually serving tea? What's the occasion?" I frowned as she put down the kettle carefully on the table before jumping like a monkey towards me and she twirled me around holding my arms

"No occasion Jasminda" she cheerfully twirled me that it almost blured my vision and my head spun

"Oh my God Alex! Let her have breakfast in peace" Louis said strictly and she left my arms

"For the record Jasminda is not my name, and thank you Louis" I smiled and took a seat beside Louis on dining table, I realized Harry wasn't there, I looked around for him before I could even look at the breakfast

"Well! I'm happy because one: the commercial shoot came out really good, and two: you're not leaving after all" Alex squealed counting on her fingers as I glared at her

"Of course you're happy, I'm not having this conversation on empty stomach" I shook my head before placing the napkin on my lap, my eyes ran across the hall and no sign of Harry, just then vanilla essence kicked my senses real closely

"Pancakes?" Louis was holding the dish close to my face, I took it and I looked in his eyes, hoping he would answer my question without even asking, he quietly looked away with a brief sigh

"Where is Harry? Did he come back after all?" I asked despite of irritation of the fact that they were just ignoring the current situation as if nothing happened, I said loud enough for everyone to hear at the table, the table went silent for the moment and everyone froze there for the couple of seconds

"Of course he came back" I heard Harry's raspy voice behind me and I let out a small sigh of satisfaction as I closed my eyes for a moment

"Good morning honey" Harry came to my sight as he kissed the side of my cheek, his fresh cologne made me realize that not even a whole day has passed after the incident and I can't live without him, he's gotten me so addicted of him. I just looked dumbfounded at him, because he had no expected expression, that wasn't the face of a person who gets hurt, that wasn't the face of a person who's broken, he was happy, his eyes met his mouth, he meant when he smiled, he was happy, and all I could think was, how?