Second Chance (part 2)
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Harry was standing there, looking at his best friend, who also was the girl he loved the most in his life. But that was something she would never know because she didn’t even give him a small chance to say it out loud.
Lucia seemed not knowing there was somebody watching her for a long time. She kept looking at middle of nowhere, losing in her own thoughts. Lights of happiness appeared in her dark eyes for a short moment like she was thinking about some lovely memories. But then sadness filled and Lucia’s smile faded away.
Harry shook his head and stepped closer, carefully not to snap Lucia out of her world. Slowly and quietly, Harry leaned in and put both of his cold hands on Lucia’s cheeks. Her cheeks were warm and soft…A peaceful feeling ran from his fingers, rushing to his heart.
“AAAAA, Harry! What’re you doing?” Lucia screamed and tried to pushed his hands away from her cheeks. “It’s cold like ice in the fridge.”
Harry didn’t say anything. He just grinned, showing his dimples and kept his hands still.
“Shhh…!” He said while taking a step forward so now their forehead touched “I’m cold!”
His voice was low that a small and gentle wind walked by might take it away.
“Why your hands are so cold like that, Curly?” Lucia asked.
“I don’t know…” He shrugged his big shoulders and again, pressed his hands tighter on her cheeks, enjoy the warmth with a happy smile. “But I do know that I’m feeling a lot better now…”
She gasped at his words, not looking up to make contact with his eyes. Then with Harry’s surprise, Lucia took his hand in her small hands and blew in them, rubbed them gently. Her warm breath caressed Harry’s hand and Harry suddenly smiled for no reason. She used to do that all the time. Harry always thought it didn’t matter how warm she gave him. The only thing that mattered how much she cared about him, how much hasty she became whenever he said he was cold…
*Flashback*
“Luciaa!” Harry yelled while Lucia was cleaning the bedroom upstairs. “Come over here! I need your help!”
“What? What happened?” A dark hair girl holding a dirty mop rushed to Harry. Her eyes brows frowned and her eyes searched around for danger.
Harry didn’t answer, nor deny her worry. He just looked at her and smiled happily.
“I’m cold!” He said simply and held out his hands.
“What?! You called me just because of that? I thought you were in hurt.” Lucia held her chest and sighed out in relief.
“I knew you would think so and I want to see how much you care about me.” Harry laughed and pulled his girlfriend down on the couch with him. She rested her head on his firm chest and he grabbed his arm around her, taking a deep breath of her scent. Ummm…Her scent was so lovely!
Lucia giggled at her boyfriend silliness and she took one of his hand, put it on her cheek while rubbing the other hand.
“Feel better?” She looked up and winked at hi.
Harry curtailed the distance between their face and before they kissed, he whispered against her lips:
“I always feel a lot better when you’re next to me…”
*Flash ends*
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Lucia’s POV
I looked into Harry’s eyes and I knew we were both thinking about a same memory. This wasn’t right…I wasn’t supposed to do this. He was engaged now, and I must not think about him anymore…I must not…I must forget him...
My mind pulled me out of memory with an alarm thought and I opened my eyes widely. Taking a step back immediately, I stuttered with my own words:
“Um…You’d better take off that suit. You will need them clean for the big day, Harry.” I said.
“You’re right!”
Harry nodded slightly, still didn’t leave his eyes off me. I sighed and turned around to pick up Harry’s clothes. Silence fell down between us like an annoying bomb, exploded quietly and painfully slow. I tried to keep myself busy, tried to ignore the gaze of Harry. I could feel his eyes was focusing behind me, looking at me with full attention,burning a hole behind my back. None of us was trying to break the awkward atmosphere, or maybe too afraid to break it. There was a thing, a mysterious thing that I could feel if Harry said a word, or I said a word, we would break it and everything would come terrible situation…
We could have kept staying in that silence forever if there hadn’t had a loud, familiar and happy voice…
Chloe Standler...
[To be continued...]
A/N: I know this is short, I mean it is really short. But I just don't want my lovely readers to wait for longs so, consider this is a little sneaky peak, okay? I promise there will be a lot of things behind this and I have never thought I could make up everything so dramatically like that.
Oh, and does anybody want to hear a funny story? Today I tried to advertise my stories a bit in "Share your story" club. But then it turned out that I didn't know how to do it. Didn't know why but I felt so awkwark when I was doing that. I'm such a big loser. *sigh* Anybody can give me advice?
Hope you still support me even when I start becoming lazier and lazier everyday.
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