No perspective

They were walking ,holding hands, free from this world , the weather was calm and ominous, the sun was casting its luminescent glow. The waves below appeared to be sprightly dancing in the cool breeze.

Her hand clasped firmly in his grip it appeared as if they were meant to be together.

When Bella noticed a vendor.

"Candy floss?" She asked.

"Blue one." Harold replied.

"Okay."

"This is one thing ,one can't get tired of having. " said Bella , enjoying her candy floss

"I know Right?"

"So..What is exactly this place?" Asked Bella.

"The 6th street Via...."

"Don't worry I know that. And you very well know what I meant. Why are we here?"

"Umm this is one place I would come to when I feel like....lonely?"

"Your family is in Britain?"

"...yeah."

"Uh-why don't you live with them? I mean your job is touring , as it is you have to be somewhere else so why not live there with your family instead of being alone?"

"Uh-I feel more....independent this way."

"Sorry...but I won't buy it."
Bella said, finding it hard to believe.

"Do you like balloons?" Asked Harold.
Bella thought it was his attempt to change the conversation.

Bella was going to reply him when she realised, he was looking at kid, wearing yellow , dusty shirt and ragged shoes who was gazing at a ballon vendor with wanting eyes.

Soon Harold went towards the vendor and bought all the ballons from him, then he approached the kid , smiling warmly at him .

On reaching him , Harold bent on his knees to come in level with the kid , he tied the string of the balloons on his wrist, not before taking a red ballon out of it .

"Don't let them fly." He spoke to the kid pinching his nose.

Then he rose on his foot and came towards Bella ,giving her the red balloon he said

"This is for you my lady."

Bella smiled and nodded her head slightly, accepting it.

Walking a few distance together, occasionally talking.

Harold asked.
"Do you know cycling?"

"Yes." Bella replied, she was sure Harold had something in mind therefore she didn't bother to ask 'why'.

"What do you say about cycling?"

"Here?"

"Yeah we could hire two cycles."

"Okay."
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"Hey wait for me..." cried Harold , who was trying to pedal fast to come in pace with Bella.

"Why don't you give your legs some pain?" taunted Bella.

She was cycling effortlessly, her light brown locks , in air ,it seemed as if she was flying in the wind.

When a few stones came on her way , which made her almost trip.

Harold was quick to grasp that opportunity to go ahead Bella.

"Thats Cheating..."

"Nah. It wasn't me, who placed those stones on your way."
Harold said while overtaking Bella.

However soon they were cycling side by side, matching their pedalling pace.
They weren't aware of anyone else there other than the two of them, cycling on the bridge above the glittering waves of the river. That created a nonverbal matching between them.

A mere cycle ride made them both feel so alive.

Freedom , was all they felt. Freedom from the hustle-bustle of this busy world.

They stopped near the shop , to return the bicycles.

"That was.....thrilling." said Bella

"I'm glad you liked it."

"I loved it!"

"What now?" Asked Bella excitedly.

" I don't remember if anytime I've planned and done something. "

"Yeah. I almost forgot. You're 'weird'."

"Exactly !"
He said and began to laugh along with Bella.

The daylight had began to drain away and evening shadows deepened into blue and purple . Sun was sinking towards the horizon, the pitiless white ball was now an angry orange .

Bella was walking hands in hands with Harold, knowing not where exactly she was heading to.

Never once did she doubt her decision. She felt comfortable around him, holding his hand, not even a pinch of worry threatened her. It even startled her, sometimes, how she has developed such deep bond with him in such less spam of time.

Neither did the arrival of these new feelings threatened her. She was accepting them now. She started to like them!

Things were not very different for Harold either. Though she was not the first lady to be this close to him but there was something about her that was very unlike the others. She had this charisma in her that bounded Harold with her. He felt more lively and more like himself with her. He don't pretend to be anyone else. She had succeeded to
bring out the real Harry in him that was lost somewhere, in this worldly fame and desire.

Being with her was now one of his biggest longings.

Walking, they didn't speak anything. They didn't need to . Just that gesture of looking at each other and then smiling, said it all, what words could never portray.

Inside they both knew they liked each other but none of them had the courage to accept it.

"So will you mind telling me what's bothering you?" Asked Harold, the most obvious question he wanted the answer for.

Bella sighed and began to speak.

"Remember once I told you about Gia?"

"Yeah the girl with leukaemia. "

"Ahaan. Her treatment is started now. "

Harold nodded gesturing her to continue.

"Today in the restaurant, there was this little girl, she reminded me of Gia, uh, she was almost of her age but.....uh...." she couldn't put what she was feeling in words.

"I understand. She's way to young to deal with the things thrown upon her."

"This is what Life does. Also its not only her , but Elena to. She already suffered a lot , from teenage pregnancy to being ditched by the only man she laid her ttust upon. Her parents , were not strong enough and disowned her. She raised Gia all by herself, facing humiliation almost every single day working as a sales girl. At the end of the day this is life."

She gave a bitter laugh towards the end.

"I'd like to quote a line here "Be strong now because things will get better .It might be stormy now , but it can't rain forever". Also this a proof that I've read the books you suggested me."
Said Harold with a heart warming smile, trying his best to cheer up Bella.

"Oh I don't need any proof, I believe in you."
Said Bella with a soft smile on her countenance, her eyes shining with anticipation, indicating it meant more than what it appeared.

Harold on the other hand, was getting this heavy feeling in his chest that was suffocating him. There was an instant throb in his heart, realizing how he has been playing with her feelings, he was hiding his identity from her, from the person who helped him identify his real self !

He was lost in thoughts , when he felt Bella held his hand , when he looked at her , she was heading somewhere, taking him along with her.

They stopped in front of a band of street singers, they had guitar, harmonica , drum and tambourine , that they were playing with great musicianship . There were a few people standing around them, admiring their performance. Some couples were dancing in the warm harmony.

"So-uh-you brought me to a place where you go when you feel lonely, similarly this is something I go for when feeling lonely. " Bella said looking straight towards the singers.

"Music?"

"Ahaan. Its heart healthy for me. Its soothing to just turn on the light music , close your eyes and get lost in a new world. It eases the pain. "

Harold smiled at her and looking at the couples dancing he said "What about dancing?"

He was indirectly asking her to dance, maybe not having the courage to do so.

"No....you know how I am in that field. "
Bella said , not sure if she meant what she said.

"Don't worry, I'm no Kevin Clifton. However someone said that we could make a good pair?"
He said while extending his hand for Bella .

"You aren't serious, I can't embarrass myself infront of so many people. I literally know nothing about dancing. "

"Don't worry go step by step, it'll get easy." He said with a warm smile that almost captivated Bella, she held his hand although a bit hesitant but she trusted Harold.

He twirled her into his arms .

"First close your eyes, let your body free, and let the rhythm control your movements. "

She followed his instructions and began swaying in the light music. She held her head up ,to look at him.

He had his hands on her waist , looking directly at her. His gaze sending chills down her spine. She unknowingly tripped , Harold was quick to stop her from falling but as a result she end up stepping on his foot earning a light whimper from him.

Bella mouthed sorry , her locks fell over her eyes, like a curtain blocking the sunlight. Harold wanted to explore her almost hazel eyes.

She began to remove her hand that rested on his shoulder, to brush away the unwanted hair , but Harold clutched her hand . He carefully led her delicate hand back on his shoulder and delicately tucked her lock behind her ear. Her hazel eyes looked back at him, twinkling.

Soon they were like two bodies moving to unchained melody . All the scenery and the people around them seemed to dissolve, it was just the two of them.

"See you can dance. " wispered Harold.

Her eyes glistened and a warm smile spread across her face, realizing she was dancing, smoothly.

Uncontrollable feelings surged through his body, tigles spread through her fingers in delight. His hand brushed across her cheek. He felt like they were in pure paradise.

She was having the time of her life swaying her body in sprightly dance . With Harold she did things she never thought she could. There were numerous boundaries that she had broken for him but not for once did she regret doing so.

Harold sensed he was being recorded, maybe someone recognized him? Was the first thing that came to his mind.

Nonetheless instead of getting tensed he calmly rose Bella's face towards him.
With great sincerity he asked

"Do you trust me?"

Confused and startled by his sudden out of context question, Bella just stared at him.

Looking at his eyes she could tell that he was serious and was expectantly waiting for her answer therefore she gave a slight nod, unable to say anything.

Harold smiled lightly at her and slowly began to come closer to her, he could sense that she was trying hard not to show her uneven breathing. He just smiled and stopped once his lips were near her ear and said "Just don't look back and do what I do."

Bella widened her eyes, obviously confused by his instruction.
"Look ba..?" She asked but couldn't complete her sentence as Harold spins her , making her back face the people around them.

"Run !" He shouted and held her hand and the two of them started running.

Bella was perplexed by all this but she did what she was asked to , never once did she look back, to see what exactly they were running from.

"Where are we going?" Asked Bella amidst running.
"I know a place here." Said Harold .

The cold air was caressing their faces.A thin layer of clouds masked the approaching moon, filling the room with mist blue eyes. It was almost night.

Cold air bit into her lungs her heart pumping , after several thrusts forward he finally stopped .

She inspected the place , it was a children's park . The slides, see-saws , monkey crawling there were seen in the yellow fluorescence of the street light.

Harold then stood infront of her , breathing heavily due to the short marathon run they just had. His long almost shoulder length hair were now completely visible, the hoodie been dropped. His calves burned, his breathe formed clouds in the air. His sharp jaw moving in sync due to heavy breathing.

Bella had been silently admiring his features when she realized, she had been staring at him for a bit too long..

She quickly looked away from him.

"Why do you trust me?"
His unpredicted question made her look at him as quickly as she looked away.

She just shrugged lightly.
"Please.I really want to know." When he said this Bella looked directly at him , she look see anxiousness in his pleading eyes.

Although a bit hesitant at first, nonetheless she just said it.
"I don't have any particular reason to trust you but, neither do I have to not trust you."

Harold let out a breathe and looked down but when he looked back at her his eyes held something in them , his smile meant something more.

He took a step forward, towards her.
For him it was her, it was only her the sole thing present in the entire universe . She stood there infront of him , in her floral midi that made her look like those pure, innocent lilies. Her eyes were shining, a soft smile playing on her face. He was remincing every moment he spent with her that mere second , her knowing smirk, her melodious laughter, her long brown hair, every moment spend with her had something that made them very special, even those petty text conversations meant so much to him, because it involved her. Everything that included her takes a special place in his heart.

For Bella , he was her freedom, she didn't move back when he stepped closer, she didn't hesitate to explore new things, make new memories with him. He made her familiar with her new self, that was more independent and stronger . He was the kind of person , she'd always try to avoid but he changed it. He changed so much just by coming in her life.

He took a step closer.

"Harold. " she whispered , her fingers slightly brushed against his chest.
He took another step forward standing dangerously close to her. He could hear her heart beating, he could see her light freckles under the luminescence of the street light . Her blush darkened as he shifted his face closer to hers.

His fingers began to caress her soft cheeks. His eyes were set permanently on hers. She was looking at him, her eyes saying things she could never think of.

He didn't realise when he leaned his face even more closer to hers, making her close her eyes. He finally realized how close they were, that they didn't appear to be two different people now, it seemed as if they were one. There lips were inches away now, Bella stood there with closed eyes and slightly parted lips..

She appeared to innocent? Harold couldn't help but feel guilty for keeping her in dark for so long time. He couldn't
lie to her anymore, he had to tell her now, she deserved to know!

"I am Harry Styles. " he blurted out.
That made Bella open her eyes.
She gave him a confused look evidently not understanding his this sudden confession.

"What?" She asked trying to confirm what he said.

He took a step back and said
"I am Harry Styles. The singer you don't like. I am the person your friend and the others were waiting for the day we met and I never went there because I was with you.....I..I know I should have told you this long back but...."
Before he could complete his sentence, Bella jerked away from him, as if staying near him made her soul dirty.

Hurt ? Saying he was hurt would be an understatement, he was devastated but Bella couldn't care less , he had fooled her from the start. Lies, all lies nothing was real,nothing was true.

"Bella?" He called out for her.

"Why?" She asked herself more than him, she was so in egony that , her question was not even audible.

"Bella?" He asked again

She shook her head , she didn't know what to do, she felt nothing but betrayal.

"I want to go home." She almost wispered looking down at particularly nothing.

"Yeah, yeah okay I..I'll leave..."

"NO." Bella said sternly. Just that 'no' was enough to stop Harold from taking any further move , she was sure about her decision and he knew that he can't make her change that. Therefore he decided to let her do what she wanted.

"Okay." He said, looking at the ground as he was unable to face her right now.
Bella started to walk away from him , he just remained standing there, alone.
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AN

Long chapter after a long time. Guess what I'm well and healthy again.
I'll be posting more frequently now..

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