BEAUTIFULLY UNFINISHED novel Chapter 16

FIFTEEN

Harry and I started walking out of Ben's room after Ben had finally fallen asleep. My mind was still trying to sink in the reality that Harry sang to me. I heard him sing. I saw him live. He just sang Little Things, one of my most favorite songs.

Harry gently closes the door and we headed silently downstairs.

"Thanks." I tell him.

He smiles at me, "It was nothing."

"It meant a lot to me. It's hard to put Ben back to sleep. Thank you."

I glared outside the window and it was still raining hard. The bad part of it is, Harry is going to be stuck here for a while since it's raining pretty damn hard outside. The best part of it is, Harry is going to be stuck here for a while since it's raining pretty damn hard outside.

Get the catch?

But he can actually leave anytime he wants, he's got a car with him.

"Will you still drink your coffee?" I motioned to the table.

"Yes." He answers.

We sat back down to where we sat a while ago before Ben interrupted the moment we were having.

Damn Ben, I was almost about to kiss Harry Styles consciously.

"About what almost happened a while ago." Harry speaks.

My head moves to his direction and he was busy looking at his own cup of coffee.

"I just wanted to say I'm sorry." He adds.

"For?"

What's he sorry for?

"I almost kissed you. Sorry." He answered.

Oh. That.

Shit, I forgot that he had a fiancée and he was about to kiss me. I was carried away. I think that's what's he's sorry for. He's sorry cos he was about to kiss me.

"I shouldn't have done that." He adds.

My heart is breaking.

But of course he shouldn't. He knows that I know he has a fiancée and it was very wrong of him to do such thing behind her back. He must have love her so dearly, despite the fact that his fiancée isn't around. He's really honest. Speaking of, I wonder who his fiancée was.

"I'm sorry too." That was all I could say.

"Don't be. I was the one who initiated it. I'm the one who should apologize not you." He tells me.

"No. I seemed to be wanting to kiss you too." My eyes dilated with what I said.

There. I said it.

It just overflowed from my mouth.

Damn it Miranda! Why in hell did you have to say that? Get a hold of your mouth for once. I cursed mentally.

I think Harry was also shocked by what I said to him and I hate myself for being too frank in front of Harry. What's gotten into me? I'm saying things I shouldn't be saying in front of him.

"You seemed to be wanting to kiss me too?" He asks, repeating what I said.

I slightly gaped.

Recover Miranda!

"What?" I asked.

"You said you seemed to be wanting to kiss me." He repeats again, while taking a sip from his coffee and glued his emerald eyes on me.

I bend my head down. "It just came out."

"You know, I like it when you're embarrassed in front of me." He says while grinning.

I quickly pulled my head back up and stared at him. "Your cheeks blush and you have this thing you do with your fingers. You play with them."

My eyes dilated.

"I've noticed you always do that when you're with me or when the topic gets a little bit awkward." He adds.

What a keen observer!

Ben really did get it from him.

"Cos that was an embarrassing thing to say." I confessed.

He smiles at me. "So you really wanted to kiss me a while ago if Ben couldn't have interrupted?"

Should I tell him the truth?

Hell, of course I want to kiss him!

Gosh where's the heater? Is the heater on? Why am I sweating when it's suppose to be raining hard outside?

His eyes were still glued to me and I was constantly looking down at my cup then back to him then back to my cup.

"Cos if Ben wouldn't have interrupted, I could've kissed you longer than I had in mind." He confesses.

My eyes widened. And my cheeks, oh my cheeks. They're burning. I feel them burning. God! I squeezed my eyes shut and cursed that I shouldn't have heard those words coming from Harry.

I move my head up to him.

"Sorry if I'm making you feel uncomfortable." He begins to say.

I think he noticed that I was starting to get totally shy in front of him.

He briefly bites his lip.

"I'll leave once the rain has stopped. Would that be okay?" He asked.

He's changing the topic but he still wants to stay here. So I nodded anyways.

"Where are you staying here in New York Harry?" I asked.

"The Royalton."

Wow. I heard a night there costs $5000, the cheapest.

"Tell me about yourself Miranda." He changes the topic.

My brows creasing. "Is this a pre-job interview?" I snorted.

He grins. "No. Think of it more like a casual date. Like two people casually hanging out inside a coffee shop."

Casual date. Those words were the only words I heard from his mouth.

"So." he begins to say. "Tell me more about yourself." He takes a sip from his coffee then sets his eyes back on me.

"Well, aside from being a mother to Ben and a resigned nurse, I secretly love baking." I say.

His eyebrows shoot up. "That's something I didn't expect. Tell me more."

I smiled. "I'm about to be accepted at this hardware store Niall said to me."

"Hardware store?" He asked.

I nod. Didn't he know what kind if job?

"You should've tried it." I tell him.

He smiles. "I guess I'm too old for that."

"No one's too old for childhood games Harry." I disagreed.

"Well I guess I'm just too busy now."

I nodded at his answer.

"Tell me about Ben this time." He snapped.

I pulled my head up and stared at him. His eyes tells me that he's really quite interested with Ben and the thought of it just kills me. Harry's very nice to me but I've been hiding everything from him.

"Ben is a smart kid." I say, staring at my cup.

Just like you. I thought.

"He knows when I have problems just by looking at me or when we don't have enough money for this week he'll adjust. Even though I know he wants to buy toys so badly, he doesn't let me. He tells me to save our money for our food and weekly budget." I add.

I bite my lower lip. "He'd massage my head or my back when I come home from work, tired and dreaded."

"Ben was a game changer." I pulled my head up and stared at Harry who's eyes were so focused on me. "He changed my output in life. When I had him inside me, I wasn't ready to be a mother yet. I know I wasn't ready."

"It was really hard for me, to be on my own and studying at the same time while I'm pregnant with Ben. I was the talk of the campus the entire time when they knew I was pregnant. They called me a slut cos I was pregnant at a young age. They called me a whore cos my baby had no father." My voice shakes.

Harry's brows creasing as he looks at me.

"But as I look at it now, I'm thankful that Ben happened to me. I'm thankful that Ben came to my life because if I didn't have him, I'd be alone in this house right now." I continued.

"And when Ben was growing up, I realized the things that my mother sacrificed for me. And I salute my mom for doing it all alone." I add.

"And I'm so proud of you too." Harry tells me. Stay calm heart. Stay strong.

"You're a great mother to such a wonderful kid. Ben's very witty, smart and adorable. You must be so proud of yourself for raising such kid." He adds.

We locked eyes.

"Those people who criticized you, didn't know what you've been through and passing every trial all alone. Yet here you are, strong and standing. I'm proud of you Miranda. I'm proud cos you've stayed strong." He tells me.

I smile at him and I think my tears are building behind my eyes but I blink it away repeatedly. "Thanks." I say shyly.

Harry and I continued talking until we didn't even notice that it was already one in the morning. We kept talking mostly about me and Ben but he would also correlate his childhood memories with mine. I didn't know Harry Styles was this kind of person. I didn't know he'd be so cool and casual. He's amazing, he's very down to earth, so humble and so kind.

I walk Harry to the front door and noticed that the rain has stopped a little bit.

"I'll pick up you and Ben tomorrow then I'll drop you off your job interview." He tells me.

I bite my lip. "You don't have to babysit Ben for me."

"I think Ben has no class on Saturdays and I'm free tomorrow as well. Don't worry, we'll be staying at my penthouse."

He's the father anyways, at least he'd have a closure with Ben before I could tell him the truth.

"Alright." I say.

"Pick you up at seven twenty, how's that?"

I nod.

"I'll see you then." He says to me.

He leans closer to me and kissed my cheek. But his cheek was still close to me and I feel him breathing on my neck. He's not moving away. My breath hitched.

Finally he pulled himself away, "Goodnight. And sorry for making you stay up late."

I smiled at him, "It's nothing. Goodnight Harry. Drive safely."