Hobama|| forbidden love story<3

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Harrys POV:

I am now standing at the door, my hand shaking against the metal.
Should I open? Well it doesn't matter. My body acted before my mind, and ended up opening the door and now I have no escape. I walk in to he café and sit down. I see a familiar figure walk out of the bathrooms and I see him.

Obama's POV:
I got there earlier than expected, so I decided to go to the restroom and freshen up maybe throw some water on my face. I spent about 15 minutes in there. Now that I've come to the conclusion that I should walk out, I pick up my things and open the door then that's when it hits me and I see those piercing green eyes staring back at me.