What Does it Mean? ~ COMPLETED
Nemo
Harmony’s POV
After everyone went home last night, I went straight to bed. My face feels better now. No pain, like it never happened. I hopped out of bed and got out some cereal for breakfast. I checked my phone; I had one new message from Harry.
From Harry<3:
You busy today? –Hxx
To Harry<3:
Nope :) –HXx
From Harry<3:
Wanna hang out? We have the day off and all the guys are with their girlfriends and Niall refuses to get out of bed –Hxx
To Harry<3:
Sure, I’ll be ready in about fifteen, meet me here :) –HXx
From Harry<3:
Can’t wait ;) –Hxx
I finish my cereal and go to my room and change into http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=77680600. I hear Harry knocking on the door and I go to greet him.
“Hey!” I say.
“Hello. Ready to go?”
“Yeah. Where are we going exactly?” I asked as I locked my door.
“It’s a surprise!”
I groaned. I hate surprises. He chuckles and leads me to the elevator. When we get outside, he opens the car door for me. Why do all the British guys have such great manners? He runs to the other side, and soon we are off to where ever he is taking me. He turns on his radio to fill the silence. It’s not awkward though; it’s just comfortable silence.
Over half an hour later he pulled up to a park. Not the same park as yesterday thankfully. He helped me out of the car and reached into his trunk and pulled a basket.
“Surprise picnic!”
“Yay! I love picnics!”
He laid the blanket under a nice, shady tree and we sat down.
“I hope peanut butter and jelly works,” he said.
“I love me a good PB and J,” I assured him. He smiled and handed me a sandwich and a juice box. How did he know I liked juice boxes? I guess everyone likes juice boxes though. It’s a part of my childhood that I will never give up.
“To my bestest friend! Cheers!” he said. I laughed as we “clinked” our boxes together.
We ate our lunch and made normal conversation together. I got up and ran over to the swings when I finished. I always enjoy the wind flowing through my hair when I swing. I truly do believe I can fly. Harry takes the vacant swing next to me, and we swing in sync. And by in sync I mean my swing started flying to the sides, and he had to get up and stop the swing for me.
I excuse myself to go to the bathroom and skip to free my pee. When I walked out I saw Harry bending down to a little girl’s height. It’s so cute how he works so well with kids. I walk up to them.
“Hey Harmony, this is Genevieve,” Harry says when I reach them.
“Hello!” I wave at her.
She whispers something to Harry, and he chuckles and whispers something back. Then she again whispers something into his ear. I hear his answer this time.
“Me too…” Harry says.
“Genevieve!” a woman calls.
“That’s my mum, I have to go now. Bye Harry! Bye Harmony!” the little girl yells as she runs back to her mother.
We both wave at her and lay down and watched the clouds.
“What did she tell you?” I asked curiously.
“She asked me if you were my girlfriend,” he says.
“What did you say?”
“Nothing…”
“Oh don’t be such a pussy! Just tell me what you said,” I pleaded, but all he did was look at the clouds. “Fine, don’t tell me.” I will get it out of him later.
“Look! That one looks like toucan with a bowtie,” he pointed.
I giggled, “That one looks like a narwhal with a mustache!”
“No, it’s clearly Louis in the bathtub!” We both crack up laughing. I could just imagine Louis sitting in one right now. Ew, no, don’t imagine that.
Harry looked up from next to me. He frowned and I knew something was wrong.
“We need to go, like now,” he said. He quickly grabbed the picnic basket and I got up to see what he was worried about. That’s when I saw them, and this was my first encounter. The paparazzi. I was scared by their presence. I’ve heard nothing but bad news about these guys. I froze not knowing what to do.
Suddenly, Harry pulls me by my wrist, and we are running from the evil beasts. He just had to park a block away…
When we finally reach his car he throws the empty basket and blanket in the back and quickly helps me in. He runs to the other side and gets in just as the paps are surrounding the car. I can hear them throwing out questions like they have no one else to bother, but I am lost in my thoughts. I am frozen in place as Harry starts to cautiously pull away without running them over.
“Sorry about them. You okay Har?”
“I guess. I’m just not used to attention like that,” I tell him. To be honest, they scared the shit out of me. Who knew people could be so aggressive?
“Yeah, and the sad part is you almost never get used to it. I just try to ignore them and move on.”
“Why is everything so easy for you? Something is wrong, just move on. Is it really that simple for you?”
“Well, you better get used to it. Don’t think; just do! It’s really easy.”
“Easy for you to say…”
We stayed in comfortable silence until we pulled up to our flat complex.
“Other than being swarmed by the papz, I really enjoyed today. Thank you, Harry.”
“The pleasure is all mine,” he said. “Wanna watch some movies at mine?”
“Sure, but I get to choose!”
-
I searched through his movies and put on Finding Nemo. It’s one of my all time favorite movies, and I never get tired of watching it. Marlin, Nemo’s dad, is someone I want to be. At first he is shy to the new world, but he learns to live his life and move on. Oh, how I wish my life were a Disney movie.
I got teary eyed at the end when Nemo looks dead after helping the other fish escape from the big net.
Harry wraps his arms around me and hushes me, “It’s okay, and it’s just a movie. He’s better, see?”
“Just a movie? This is my most favoritest movie of all time, and you’re telling me it’s just a movie?” I yell and cry louder.
He throws his hands up and scoots away. I guess I did overreact, but if he hadn’t been my bestest friend I would have chopped off his dick and storm out of here.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to flip out on you. I just really love Nemo…”
“I see, it’s okay. Hug?” he asks. I laugh and accept his hug. He pulls back and wipes the tears from my cheeks. I stare up into his eyes, his glossy, emerald green eyes. He stares back into mine, and he starts to lean in. I don’t know what I’m doing. My mind is telling me to run, but my heart tells me to stay.
After everyone went home last night, I went straight to bed. My face feels better now. No pain, like it never happened. I hopped out of bed and got out some cereal for breakfast. I checked my phone; I had one new message from Harry.
From Harry<3:
You busy today? –Hxx
To Harry<3:
Nope :) –HXx
From Harry<3:
Wanna hang out? We have the day off and all the guys are with their girlfriends and Niall refuses to get out of bed –Hxx
To Harry<3:
Sure, I’ll be ready in about fifteen, meet me here :) –HXx
From Harry<3:
Can’t wait ;) –Hxx
I finish my cereal and go to my room and change into http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=77680600. I hear Harry knocking on the door and I go to greet him.
“Hey!” I say.
“Hello. Ready to go?”
“Yeah. Where are we going exactly?” I asked as I locked my door.
“It’s a surprise!”
I groaned. I hate surprises. He chuckles and leads me to the elevator. When we get outside, he opens the car door for me. Why do all the British guys have such great manners? He runs to the other side, and soon we are off to where ever he is taking me. He turns on his radio to fill the silence. It’s not awkward though; it’s just comfortable silence.
Over half an hour later he pulled up to a park. Not the same park as yesterday thankfully. He helped me out of the car and reached into his trunk and pulled a basket.
“Surprise picnic!”
“Yay! I love picnics!”
He laid the blanket under a nice, shady tree and we sat down.
“I hope peanut butter and jelly works,” he said.
“I love me a good PB and J,” I assured him. He smiled and handed me a sandwich and a juice box. How did he know I liked juice boxes? I guess everyone likes juice boxes though. It’s a part of my childhood that I will never give up.
“To my bestest friend! Cheers!” he said. I laughed as we “clinked” our boxes together.
We ate our lunch and made normal conversation together. I got up and ran over to the swings when I finished. I always enjoy the wind flowing through my hair when I swing. I truly do believe I can fly. Harry takes the vacant swing next to me, and we swing in sync. And by in sync I mean my swing started flying to the sides, and he had to get up and stop the swing for me.
I excuse myself to go to the bathroom and skip to free my pee. When I walked out I saw Harry bending down to a little girl’s height. It’s so cute how he works so well with kids. I walk up to them.
“Hey Harmony, this is Genevieve,” Harry says when I reach them.
“Hello!” I wave at her.
She whispers something to Harry, and he chuckles and whispers something back. Then she again whispers something into his ear. I hear his answer this time.
“Me too…” Harry says.
“Genevieve!” a woman calls.
“That’s my mum, I have to go now. Bye Harry! Bye Harmony!” the little girl yells as she runs back to her mother.
We both wave at her and lay down and watched the clouds.
“What did she tell you?” I asked curiously.
“She asked me if you were my girlfriend,” he says.
“What did you say?”
“Nothing…”
“Oh don’t be such a pussy! Just tell me what you said,” I pleaded, but all he did was look at the clouds. “Fine, don’t tell me.” I will get it out of him later.
“Look! That one looks like toucan with a bowtie,” he pointed.
I giggled, “That one looks like a narwhal with a mustache!”
“No, it’s clearly Louis in the bathtub!” We both crack up laughing. I could just imagine Louis sitting in one right now. Ew, no, don’t imagine that.
Harry looked up from next to me. He frowned and I knew something was wrong.
“We need to go, like now,” he said. He quickly grabbed the picnic basket and I got up to see what he was worried about. That’s when I saw them, and this was my first encounter. The paparazzi. I was scared by their presence. I’ve heard nothing but bad news about these guys. I froze not knowing what to do.
Suddenly, Harry pulls me by my wrist, and we are running from the evil beasts. He just had to park a block away…
When we finally reach his car he throws the empty basket and blanket in the back and quickly helps me in. He runs to the other side and gets in just as the paps are surrounding the car. I can hear them throwing out questions like they have no one else to bother, but I am lost in my thoughts. I am frozen in place as Harry starts to cautiously pull away without running them over.
“Sorry about them. You okay Har?”
“I guess. I’m just not used to attention like that,” I tell him. To be honest, they scared the shit out of me. Who knew people could be so aggressive?
“Yeah, and the sad part is you almost never get used to it. I just try to ignore them and move on.”
“Why is everything so easy for you? Something is wrong, just move on. Is it really that simple for you?”
“Well, you better get used to it. Don’t think; just do! It’s really easy.”
“Easy for you to say…”
We stayed in comfortable silence until we pulled up to our flat complex.
“Other than being swarmed by the papz, I really enjoyed today. Thank you, Harry.”
“The pleasure is all mine,” he said. “Wanna watch some movies at mine?”
“Sure, but I get to choose!”
-
I searched through his movies and put on Finding Nemo. It’s one of my all time favorite movies, and I never get tired of watching it. Marlin, Nemo’s dad, is someone I want to be. At first he is shy to the new world, but he learns to live his life and move on. Oh, how I wish my life were a Disney movie.
I got teary eyed at the end when Nemo looks dead after helping the other fish escape from the big net.
Harry wraps his arms around me and hushes me, “It’s okay, and it’s just a movie. He’s better, see?”
“Just a movie? This is my most favoritest movie of all time, and you’re telling me it’s just a movie?” I yell and cry louder.
He throws his hands up and scoots away. I guess I did overreact, but if he hadn’t been my bestest friend I would have chopped off his dick and storm out of here.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to flip out on you. I just really love Nemo…”
“I see, it’s okay. Hug?” he asks. I laugh and accept his hug. He pulls back and wipes the tears from my cheeks. I stare up into his eyes, his glossy, emerald green eyes. He stares back into mine, and he starts to lean in. I don’t know what I’m doing. My mind is telling me to run, but my heart tells me to stay.
8/10/13