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Harry stood outside the dressing room, tapping his phone and scrolling through Twitter while his best friend, Y/n, tried on gown after gown

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Harry stood outside the dressing room, tapping his phone and scrolling through Twitter while his best friend, Y/n, tried on gown after gown. He couldn't help but feel a sense of obligation to be there, to help her choose the perfect dress for the upcoming formal. Y/n's boyfriend had flaked at the last minute, leaving her without a date. Harry didn't understand why anyone would ever let her down like that. He'd agreed to take her boyfriend's place at the event and escort her, although he wished he could have been her actual date.

As Harry waited, he could hear the rustling of fabric and Y/n's voice from behind the dressing room door. Suddenly, the door opened, and Y/n stepped out, wearing a stunning gold dress. Harry's breath caught in his throat as he looked up at her. She was breathtaking.

Y/n's eyes sparkled with nervousness as she looked down at him, biting her lip. "What do you think of this one, Harry?" she asked, her voice quiet. "Too much?"

Harry struggled to find the right words. "No, I love it," he finally managed to say. "You look gorgeous, Y/n."

Y/n's face lit up with a shy smile. "Oh, thank you," she said, her voice soft.

"That's the one," Harry said, standing up from the bench. He gazed down into Y/n's eyes, feeling his heart ache with longing. "Please get that one. You'll look perfect in that dress."

Y/n's smile grew wider. "If it's a yes from you, it's a yes from me," she replied. She hugged Harry quickly before disappearing back into the dressing room to change.

Harry sat back down on the bench, feeling regretful of his missed opportunity. If only he had gathered the courage to ask Y/n out three months ago as he had always intended, he would have been taking her to the formal as her date instead of just an escort. But he missed his chance, and now another guy had taken his place. Harry tried to push these thoughts out of his head. Although Y/n may not have been his, he still wanted to make sure she had the time of her life at the dance.

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