Chapter 4

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Quote of the chapter:

"And in the end, we were all just humans, drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness." F. Scott Fitzgerald

Chapter 4:

It is now 4.00. I am wearing my favourite loose trousers and a plain tank top. Guess what person x is doing? Yep, he is still on his phone-on the bed, without a care in the world.

2 knocks on the door is all it takes for person x to get up and open the door. I try my best to look composed and preoccupied by sitting on the bed and reading a book that was currently on the bed. I do not know which book it is out of my collection but I don’t care to be honest. I try my best to look interested in the book but fail miserably.

Person x and his friend that he invited, walk in. I am pretty sure it is not 5.00 because I just checked a couple minutes ago. I cannot help but look up and see who this being is. He has dark brown hair with piercing blue eyes, quite handsome to say the least.

“Your book is upside down “What? Is his friend saying that to me?

“I totally knew that” I say back with a blush of embarrassment.

“Sure” He replied with a smile.

I look at my book and turn it the right way round. I can hear hear person x and his friend talk about something regarding their personal life.

“Harry, no dude, I ain’t gonna do that shit!” Ohhhhh, so person x’s name is actually harry. What a nice name!

I start muttering the word Harry to myself, liking the way it sounds on my tongue.

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