Chapter 12

CHAPTER 12

OSWIN'S POV:

I had my audience laughing as I told the portion of Ed and Mel falling into the eggs.

Noël was completely out of her skin laughing.

Harry was laughing, but it seemed for a different reason. He was watching me so intently, it reminded me of when I first met him while Ed and Mel were getting along.

*FLASHBACK*

While Harry and I were talking about absolutely nothing we heard a thud in the kitchen.

"Wha- What was that?" I asked.

"I don't know, but it sounds to me as if Ed just made a move." He laughed.

I laughed with him.

I saw him watch me as I continued what we were talking about before. Like watch me so closely I started to worry.

"Harry, why are you staring at me?" I asked.

"You are so much more beautiful than your story." He smiled.

I pressed my lips together, trying to hide a squeal.

"Are you trying to tell me something about my story-telling?" I hinted.

He chuckled, "it's a compliment. Take it."

I giggled, not being able to help myself.

"Thanks." I said, looking into his green eyes.

*END OF FLASHBACK*

"After Harry complimen-" I began but Harry interrupted me.

"Excuse me, I have to go to the loo." He said, getting up.

"You want us to stop?" I asked, seeing if he wanted me to wait up for him.

"No, you can go ahead." He sighed, getting up and leaving the room.

HARRY'S POV:

As I left the room, I heard Noël's little voice ask, "did Harry have a crush on you?"

I heard her perfect sweet giggle and she sighed, "yeah, I d-did too."

I continued walking down the hallway until I found the bathroom. Outside of it, I slid down the wall until I had seated myself on the floor.

I put my head in my hands and thought.

I must have been there for quite some time because Noël came looking for me.

"Harry? Where are you?" I heard her little voice get closer and closer to my location.

I scrambled to get to my feet, ran into the bathroom and swiftly locked it like an eighth grader about to get bullied.

I heard her little knuckles rap on the wooden door, "Harry, are you still in there?"

"Yes, I am, don't worry, love. I'll be right out." I assured her.

"Okay, I'll wait right here." She told me.

I sighed and flushed the toilet and then turned on the sink for a few seconds and came out.

"Hi, Uncle Harry. What were you doing?" She asked curiously.

"I was going to the bathroom, you loon." I smiled.

She pulled my shirt so I would bend over to her level.

"I saw you run into the bathroom." She whispered in my ear, "Why?"

How was I going to explain this?

"Uh, well, I was thinking about my old crush on Aunt Oswin." I told her.

"Do you still?" She asked, her eyes widened with the gossip I was creating.t

"Noël?" I heard Melanie's voice ring through the hallway.

What a lifesaver. "C'mon, Noël, your mom is waiting."

If I couldn't admit my feelings to myself, how would I to Noël?