Bella's pov

As soon as the class ended I hastily went towards Susan and told her that I was going to meet Harold.
Obviously she was surprised at first but not after much long she started protesting and convincing me not to go.
I,on the other hand determined to meet him somehow convinced her and gave her one of my shawarma as bribery.

I almost ran towards the garage.
Yes I ran and believe me I felt so stupid doing so but I did it because of my anxiousness and curiosness to know what he wanted to talk about now.

Reaching the garage I started searching for his car when I remembered he came walking . I saw him sitting on the same bench we sat the last time.
I went towards him .

We exchanged awkward 'hi's .
Then I sat beside him on the bench .

"So you wanted to talk to me about something?"
I started

"I-uh-I yeah I wanted to tell you. "
He says fumbling then after clearing his throat he continued
"I should have told you this before. Believe me I didn't mean to keep it from you it just happened. Its-uh-I-I'm......"

He was acting weird.
I could see that he was getting anxious, confused, hesitant...All of it.

He was actually stammering, fumbling with words. Trying hard to use the correct words.

This all was enough to make me anxious too.
I was curious to know what he was talking about but more than that I just wanted to get rid of the stupid thoughts I was getting right now of what bomb he could possibly be planning to drop?

What did he keep from me? Most importantly why did he even kept something from me?
I wanted to know.

Anxiety was eating me.

Looking at him I could make out whatever the thing was , it was definitely not good.

It scared me so I said anything to delay this conversation.
"Wait! "
I went for my bag that I was carrying and took out the shawarma I had packed in plastic.

"Homade lunch in college?" He asked

"Not a regular thing though."I answered.

"Here." I said giving him the shawarma roll.

"Is this for me?"

"You said you've never tasted Indian food .So here it is my family special 'Indio-Italian shawarma'."

"Your family special?"

"Ahaan."

"You made it?"

"Not entirely by myself but yeah with my granny as a cooking-manual for me."
I chuckled stating it , making the environment more calm and normal.

"Okay so I'm your first costumer?"
He asked evidently faking uncertainty.

"Ahan. You are and you have no choice. " I declared

"Alright. " he said chuckling.

After taking a good bite. I waited impatiently for his reaction.
I haven't got praises for my cooking before.
But this time I was actually confident about my cooking.

I could see his face brightening.
Then he said.

"Its amazing. I haven't tasted any thing like this before, its a bit spicy but undoubtedly delicious. "

I smiled at him my biggest smile , I may have shown some teeth too.
I know it is stupid but I was nothing but gay. It was the first time I was getting praised for my cooking and I was so happy about it.
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Harry's pov

She smiled.
Her ever so heavenly smile brightening her countenance, her doe-like eyes shutting a little while crinkles appearing on their side, shining with brightness.

She was an epitome of beauty.

I can't describe how honoured I feel when I make her laugh or smile this way.

"I think this dish is going to be my favourite from now on. " I said further not wanting her to stop smiling.

"Oh stop that you're making me all flustered. " she said

I could actually see redness tinted on her round cheeks , she was evidently blushing and I liked that.

"I don't do false compliments. " I said assuring her.

"Its just that I'm not used to get even near to positive response when it comes to my cooking owing to the fact that I'm incredibly terrible in that. "

"Well it doesn't seems like...Why aren't you having?"

"Umm-I brought only two and gave one to Susan."

"Susan. Your friend?"

"Yep. The one who I told you about the day we met. She considers herself to be the biggest Harry Styles fan."

"Oh yeah. I remember. " I said with a smile.

"No worries you can have half of this one." I said.

"Okay..but you do the half. I'm not good at it."

"Okay.." I said giving her half of the roll.

"You know its actually not what everyone does , the way you bluntly accept things you aren't good at. Its really good quality of yours ." I said

"Shouldn't everyone do this?"

"Well everyone should but its not that simple and easy to do."

"You know things only become easy when you do it. Once you start doing it , it can't become more difficult than it already was it'll only become easy with every effort of yours. "

"Can't argue over that . "

"So you were going to tell me something?" She asked out of blue.

I went froze . I didn't know what to say. Today morning I was determined to tell her everything that I was Harry Styles and that I'm not that bad as she thinks of me , well that was what I believe.

I came here to tell her everything in the first place but now when I see what 'progress' we made. The way she was talking with me , so freely will this be same if I told her?

The answer was ,No. Obviously not. She will probably slap me or not talk to me or worse she will hate me even more.

I just wanted to go with the flow. I wanted to enjoy our light hearted conversation where most of the time I sound like an idiot while she sounds like a philosopher.

If I told her then everything will change for worse .
No , I can't do that.

"Yeah. I-uh-actually wanted to tell but.. ah I think I'll just let it drop for now."

"What? That means you're aren't gonna tell me?"

"Some other time, I guess. " I said uncertainly.

"So if you're not gonna tell me right now that means it isn't something serious?"

"Uh-Not that serious.."
I said again uncertainly as I didn't know how to answer this question.

"Are you freakin' serious? You scared me, stupid ! You don't even know what not was I thinking about!" She said out of pure anger.

She was shocked, surprised, disbelieved all at the same time and not forget she was super angry.

Her brows were furrowed , eyes narrowed, cheeks red and she had a finger accusingly pointing towards me.

I involuntarily shifted away from here burning glare.

"Umm-don't worry I'll tell you soon. "
I felt the urgency to say so.

"Whatever it is just don't do this again. What you did today. " she warned me.

"Never. Never doing it again. " I said with sorrowful eyes which even had guilt in them.
Guilt, of keeping her in dark for so long...

I gave her a reassuring smile.

After some moments of uncertain silence between the two of us.
I finally gathered the courage to speak and lighten up the atmosphere.

"So how was the day with your grandmother?"

"Granny?"
She asked, now a bit normal but still she was not completely herself there was still some uncertainty and suspicion in her. Well that was expected .

"It was great. Its always fun spending time with her. Her personality is no were near her age." She said with a smile probably recalling the time spent with her grandmother. I felt a bit relaxed that she was returning to being normal now.

"Tell me more about her?"
I asked

"Well she is very cheerful and free spirited person. She is no where near like those scary, nosy grandmas, my friends always mention about."

"Same was the case with my grandmother. I used to enjoy her company more than my mom's as she appeared way cooler to me." I said with a little laughter remencing her memories.

"You know its weird human nature. When we are young kids or teenagers we would do everything that please us, live a carefree life, do whatever we wish and enjoy every moment of it .
However reaching our adult age we'll start questioning everything, be scared of trying new things. We'll be so bounded by our piled up chores that we won't be able to enjoy our life to the fullest and at the end we regret the chances we didn't take.
Then at our old age we'll again be carefree, start enjoying every moment of life 'cause somewhere we'll fear if we'll get to see tomorrow even.
Its..its like an endless cycle generation after generation. " she said

I'm just not surprised with the insight she had for everything.

"Hmm. Thats right we should live at the present and embrace every moment of life and every opportunity we get in it." I said.

"You know one direction?" I asked out of blue making her evidently surprised.

"One direction?" She asked me back
With the deep frown on her face and confused look I could easily tell she didn't.

"Sorry I don't know what it is. Should I be knowing?"

I was beyond surprised. Who didn't know one direction living in America!?Especially nowadays it was on many headlines because of the "break thing" we're going through.

"I mean yes and no. Its just not very obvious not to know one direction specially if you're from UK and now living in the USA."

"Oh"

"Uh-Where were you living before shifting here in the States?"

"Mexico." she answered

"But it was a short stay at Mexico because my father had to set some connecting ships so we stayed there only for a few months. We were actually living in Italy for three years before coming here." She added.

"Italy. Oh Indo-Italian shawarma.Now I see." I said gesturing towards the chicken roll kind of thing called, shawarma as Bella told me.

"Yeah. Italy is actually my mother's home town. She's an Italian so..."

"So that means you were living with your grandmother before?"

"Yep. That's the reason I was so excited to meet her after two months. "

"Hmm. So your mom's Italian and your father?"

"He's a British-Indian ."

"Okay now I get it." I said

"Yeah. I know its a bit complicated. " she said chuckling.

" So-uh is this your first time coming to America?"

"Not exactly. I came once more when I was very young . It was a long time back long enough for me to forget about it. "

"So will your father get transferred again?"

"No I don't think so
He's near his retirement and I too have to complete my honours . My mother also started working here only. So we may just settle here."

"Why here? I mean why not in England when you're originally from there."

" Its simple 'cause we're all set here. I too am not planning to go anywhere anytime soon than America. I gotta complete my studies. "

I let out a breath that I didn't know was holding. I felt kind of relaxed? Knowing she won't be leaving anytime soon.

"So what about One direction? What is it?"
She asked bringing me out of my wierd thoughts.

"Ah-it was a band. A British Boy band."

"Okay..."
She expected something else.

"Uh-nothing I just asked you about it since Harry Styles was in that band but nevermind they broke up."

"Oh! Why?"
She was now more than curious.

Don't be dear curiosity kills the cat I thought and here I'll be the cat.

"How would I know?" I replied.

"Hmm"
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"..............then there is Perfect, Beautiful People and uh not to forget Photograph. I love them all."

While she was done telling me about her favourite Ed Sheeran songs I was done with my shawarma when I realized she was yet to finish it .I concluded she was a slow eater , well that was expected as she was so busy talking most of the time. I smiled at that thought.

"You know its hard to believe when you say you made it for the first time and whats even more hard believing is that "you're terrible at cooking" " I said

"Believe me when I say you'll vomit right at spot if you eat anything cooked by me." She said with her signature chuckle.

"Same is the case with me. I remember once my Gemma, my sister challenged me to...."

"You have a sister?" She asked cutting me off.

I did not just say that. Did I seriously take Gemma's name!? Oh my freakin' lord.
At this point I just wish she don't know that Harry Styles have a sister...
Well thinking about it the chances for her to know that were less provided her
knowledge of Harry Styles.

"Yes.I haven't told you about her did I?"
I asked anyways.

"You didn't. "
She said silently urging me to tell her more.

"Her name is Gemma and she is 24. You'll actually like her once you meet she is alot like you.."

"I'd love to meet her !"
I liked how excited she was to meet my sister..

"You know I'd always wished to have a sister.." she said dreaming.

"You're a single child right?"

"Hmm" She said, a bit disappointed.

"How is it being the only child ?"

"Well the narcissist in me would say its soo GREAT ! "

I laughed at her attempt to make joke.

"Well it sure is...nice? You could say. Like you get all your parents love nothing to share and all. But believe me it's much better to have a sibling.
Then all your parent's expectations, dreams and all are not only on your shoulders. "

"Well, that's a fact you know..."

"Hmm"

"So. You were going to tell me about the challenge your sista gave you."

"About that yeah. I was challenged to make bacons by her turned out I almost set the kitchen on fire. However, in the end, the bacons were finally made but she fed it to the street dogs saying that they were burnt."

She chuckled along with me.

"That's what a sista would do."

After a few minutes when she finished her share of the roll she asked me wiping her hands.

"So are you sure you aren't going to tell me what you were going to tell me?"

"Ah-yeah I think this isn't the right time neither the right place to tell you," I said looking around the garage we were sitting in.

"Ah-if we could-um-you know meet somewhere outside....."

"But you said you have kind of social anxiety?"

"Um-yeah but we can meet at someplace much calmer than the campus and the park outside. "
"You know I could-uh-text you?"
I asked more than telling.
I was extremely hesitant.

"Am I all-time free for you to text me?"
She teasingly asked me.
Although it was evident that she didn't mean it to offend me.
But it made me even more unsure.

"Relax. Isn't that the reason why I gave you my number, to begin with?"
She said with a giggle.

Girl, you have the capacity to make me skip a heartbeat every time you do things like that. I wish I could say that...

"Yeah," I said.

"But you know the time right?"

"Oh. Yeah yeah. Between 5:00 pm and 11:00 pm." I said

"Yes," she said smiling.

"Lunch time's almost over I should get going. "
She said

"Um-Do you live nearby somewhere?"She asked

"No. Why?"

"You came walking that's why."

"Oh. Yeah. But I don't live close by I was just up for some exercise. "

"O. I see. So are you-uh-are you comfortable going the same way?"

"Yeah don't worry and I could always do uber."

"Hmm. You can. So....bye."

"Bye. See you soon."
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AN
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