epilogue three

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Cameras flashing everywhere, mobs of fans, and a hell of a lot of screaming. The both of them were experiencing this, but on different ends of the city. She was coming back from the bookstore, and he was on his way to it. With all of the paparazzi and fans in the way, it's a mystery that she spotted his perfect bun over the above all of the people.

"Shit," she started whispering, turning around immediately, trying to push her way through the opposite direction.

Meanwhile, he was running as fast and quietly as he could to reach her, not calling her name in hopes of not extracting too many nerves from her.

Everyone began to notice he was trying to run, causing them to spread apart gradually. Soon, there was a clear path straight to her as she tried to run into the crowd, highly aware he was behind her.

He halted, catching the panicked look on her face when she turned for a second. Her eyes were too wide. She was shaking too much. He let her go. His heart hurt too much to see her standing there with such pain written all over her face.

"Harry," someone called from behind him. He turned, shoulders slouched.

"Yes?" He asked, catching sight of the girl who had whispered his name.

"Don't," she advised.

He nodded, continuing his trip to the bookstore. On the way, he caught sight of her signing an autograph and taking pictures with fans.

He looked at her. Her perfectly braided hair that was messy on the sides that covered her ear, her protruded cheekbones from her significant weight loss, her freckled nose, her tiny smile. His lips turned up, feeling the excitement that seeped through her face. She was happy, and that pushed him on to the door of the bookstore where her book cover was printed on the window.

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