chapter 13 - hairy balls

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Harry's point of view.

"Hello again!" The woman from the restaurant smiles widely at us and I smile back.

"Hello, do you have a table for two? I forgot to make a reservation." I chuckle the last part and she nods.

"Of course of course, follow me." She walks away and I look at Emily, who smiles and we follow the woman. She gave us the same table as before, the one next to the window in the corner. We thank her and we sit down.

"Strawberry and mint tea again?" The woman asks us and smiles. This woman is very happy, good.

"Yes please." Emily smiles and I nod and smile too. The lady walks away and I look at Emily, who's scanning through the menu. She's so cute. Her eyes would blink when she sees something she likes, or her nose scrunches when she something she doesn't like.

"Stop staring, you creeper." Emily smiles without looking up from her menu and I quickly look down at my own.

"What time is it actually?" Emily asks and I look at my watch.

"It's 3 o'clock." I answer and she nods, biting her lip. What is she thinking about?

"I don't know what to take." She tells me and I chuckle.

"Take something you like."

"I like everything, once again." She shrugs and I smile. I like the happy and funny Emily, not the sad and negative one.

"I really want a Cesar Salad." She says with a grin and puts the menu down. Don't say anything about it Harry, it's only lunch. I don't want to ruin her mood, she looks so happy right now.

"The strawberry and mint tea." The lady smiles and puts our drinks on the table.

"You made your choice?" She asks and we nod. She grabs her notebook and pen and looks at Emily.

"I'll have the Cesar Salad please." She smiles sweetly and her smile made me smile. What does this girl do to me?

"And you sir?"

"I'll take the Club Sandwich please." I smile and she writes it down.

"Fish or chicken?"

"Chicken, please." I smile again (my mom told me to be nice) and she nods. We give her our menus and she walks away. I look at Emily who looked a bit disgusted, making me chuckle.

"What's wrong Emily Talbott?" This is my favourite nickname for her.

"Fish on a sandwich? That's disgusting." She frowns and I laugh.

"You don't like fish?"

"God no, it's disgusting." She shakes her head and I still laugh. This girl is too cute.

"So, how did you like the gallery?" I ask and she smiles, probably reliving it. Trust me, I had no idea what Mrs. Campbell was up to. But I'm glad she did what she did, Emily needed it. And to be honest, that painting was absolutely amazing.

"I loved it, really loved it."

"We have to remember to scribe it down the bucket list." I tell her and she frowns.

"Are you coming with me then?" Oh.

"Yeah... I mean, I thought..." I stutter and she giggles.

"Of course you can come, if you want to of course." She shrugs and sips her tea.

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