It doesn't matter who we are. ~Harry Styles.

Chapter 12

"Shh." Harry whispered, giving me a stern look that said 'shut-up-or-you'll-die'. I gulped, fear all over my eyes as my hands trembled. "If you move, it's going to be a problem." He reassured me, silently sitting still with no fear at all whatsoever.

"But.. it's ugly." I shuddered, biting my lower lip as I slowly tried moving my head a bit to the right. As soon as I saw it's long, white tail I quickly turned my head back to Harry and he let out a chuckle that made me want to slap him. He thought this was funny, aw hell no! "Harry, can we go please."

"We could, but if you get up, it'll probably just start running with us." Harry mumbled quietly, his eyes flashing something like dissapointment. I furrowed my eyebrows, why was he dissapointed? I mean, yes I was probably hella annoying right now with my worst fear next to me, but he was the one who invited me to this not-so-splendid meadow. It was gorgeous and breathtaking at my first sight, but with the worlds weirdest but quietest creature ever, it's the most ugliest place already. But all of a sudden, a light shade of pink blossomed against his cheeks and he whispered something under his breath I couldn't quite hear.

I remember the first time I got afraid of a mouse. In fact, it was really Harry's fault that I got afraid of mice. We both had to look after my aunties mouse, Pepper for a week until she came back from a short trip. I loved Pepper and so did Harry. He was adorable, and he wasn't a bother at all. But then, one day while I was chopping vegetables to make a salad for Harry and I, Harry came in holding Pepper by the tail. Yeah, it might not seem so scary but the truth was, Pepper was dead. I let out a blood-curdling scream and ever since, those creepy little things freak the living life out of me. "It's all because of Pepper." I grumbled.

"Ooh I remember him. He was a pest, wasn't he?" Harry smirked, ruffling his brown curls which made me wince as the white mouse took a step foward towards me. It was so cute but scary at the same time.. maybe it was Pepper's relatives, coming back for revenge for his poor, dear brother. 

"He was cute at first, you know?" I hissed, still not happy how he decided to haunt my life with that poor mouse. "I still hate how you did that to me." I admitted.

Harry chuckled, shaking his head. "I wanted to show you in a nicer way, but your auntie's car was already parked in the garage."

"That excuse was the worst excuse ever." I whispered, a light laugh escaping my lips. Harry's face was priceless when he showed Aunt Mila the mouse. He said it died of shock when the neighbors cat suddenly surpised pranced on it. The truth is, we honestly never did know how Pepper died. He was just dead in his cage. He didn't die of starvation, Harry fed him a lot, maybe too much.. maybe that's why.. "Hey! You're the one who murdered Pepper!" I suddenly shout, pointing at Harry and forgetting that Pepper's brother was watching our conversation. 

"What?" He raised his eyebrow, rolling his bright green eyes. "You said that the first time. I didn't kill Pepper." He simply stated, a playful scowl on his lips.

"He didn't die of starvation, you said, remember?" I smirked. He simply nodded, giving me a 'duh' type of face. "Because you fed him." He nodded, once again. "Fed him, too much!" I yelled, a victory smirk plastered on my happy face.

He was quiet for a second, then he quickly muttured something under his breath that sounded like "Holy sh*t." My smirk got wider and he just pouted in response, resting his head against the trunk of the oak tree. He didn't say anything so we just shared silence, but he looked as if he felt bad all of a sudden. He had no emotion on his face except sadness in his green eyes. He looked totally upset but at the same time hella adorable. 

At the time Harry fed Pepper, we never really cared how much he fed him. We just loved that mouse to bits. But now realization finally hit both of us and I couldn't help but let a sigh escape my lips. We were completely dumbfounded and naive at that time. "Cheer up." I laughed, knudging him with my shoulder. We were both perched on the grass under the oak tree with a white mouse besides us. Rainbow flowers surrounded us and this meadow was lovely, even with a mouse.

"How can I? I just killed a mouse." He pouted adorably. "Not just any mouse, he was our love child."

A blush instantly blossomed on my cheeks and my eyes widened ever so slightly as I remembered that simple, but effective memory. As soon as Pepper was brought in our hands, Harry instantly said Pepper was our love child, the child we would love forever even after death. He was our kid.. our precious baby little mouse child. I sniffed, feeling the same sadness as Harry. That mouse was bothersome at times, but he treated us like angels. He loved us, we loved him. "Oh.." I whispered.

I turned to face him and realized he was already staring at me. The way the moonlight was reflecting against his emerald eyes made my heart melt and I couldn't help but feel lucky for myself for once dating an angel like Harry Styles. A smile tugged at his lips as he brushed strands of hair away from my face. A blush blossomed against my cheeks again, oh god. Everything he says and does makes me looking like a tomato. The hooting of a distant owl snapped us back into REALITY, where we just came here to chill.

"Well anwyay." He coughed, sitting up straight which resulted the mouse to flee. I sighed in relief, awkwardly waving at Pepper's brother. "Maybe we should go back.."

"Alright then." I sighed as Harry stood up, holding his hand out. With a rosy blush on my cheeks, I took the hand which made shivers frantically run down my spine. He entwined his fingers with mine like a puzzle peice. I felt like we were meant to be, but life doesn't want us this way, I guess. But this certainly does bring back old times.. 

***

Coming back home was not a problem but once we had arrived, we were flooded with questions from Claudia on the sofa. Even though Liam, Louis, Niall and Zayn were in the living room with us, they were all on the laptop fake pretending not to hear just so they wouldn't have to get involved. Harry was rubbing his temples every five seconds and I awkwardly sat there, staring at the blank TV screen as I scrolled down text-messages.

"Claudia, I just took her to a meadow. That's honestly it." Harry muttured, a bit of anger in his voice though.

"But why didn't you take me?!" She bombarded with her questions again, lines of mascara dripping down her eyes from the tear drops she had put in to make as if she was actually crying. I rolled my eyes, standing up as I let out a fake yawn. I had enough of her drama.

"Goodnight guys, i'm a little tired." I gave them all a sweet smile before skipping upstairs. Just as I was about to close my door..

"GOODNIGHT SKYE!" Harry's loud happily yelled from his arguement with Claudia. I could hear Claudia whine but I smiled happily.

"G'NIGHT HARRY!" I yelled back before closing the door.

He's making me feel, weird. Truth.