4:01 A.M.

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Harry's P.O.V

Seeing her dancing gracefully made me feel a ping to my chest.

She was absolutely stunning.

I wanted her to be mine.

Forever.

I imagine how her lips would feel on mine. So soft, smooth, and perfect.

It's 4:01 A.M. and I'm still thinking about her.

My eyes desperately try to close, but I cannot let my self drift to sleep yet.

I need to go to sleep at the perfect time so now I will have to wait until 5:00.

I just wonder what she is doing right now.

Is she still awake? I guess I just have to find out now.

I start to walk to the window, right where I can see her perfectly.

I count my steps. They have to be an even number.

8, 9, 10, 11.

I stop right by the window then turn and go back to my bed.

This time when I walk to the window I take bigger steps.

I stop counting once I look up and see her perfect angel like figure.

She's barely dressed, only in a big gray shirt.

And those knee socks. Those knee socks that drive me crazy.

Oh wait I forgot.

Im already insane.

Eva's P.O.V

I see him looking at me in only my big shirt.

Mother told me about this, before you know.

I look at him, but he does what I least expect he holds up a paper on the glass wall.

It says, can you come to the front of the building?

I usually would never do something like this, but something is drawing me to him.

I put on my coat on and walk out the door.

Just if I knew what I was getting myself into.

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