It's been already three hours since I met Harry. I texted him two hours before telling him I have lots to study, and he completely understood so I was happy he knows how hard it's for me to study. He's very understandable. And just everything, he's so... Perfect.
Do you believe in love at first sight?
Well I do, I know that Harry was the one for me. And I loved that I met him causally in the streets. It's typical for nineteen year olds like me to be around town, but I didn't expect for it to be this intimidating. He was there in my face.
It's kinda hard to think that the person your gonna marry is standing on this Earth right this second. Kinda crazy I think. I think of things like this a lot, like who I'm gonna marry, how my kids are gonna look like. And I just question things a lot. It's a bad habit of mine.
'Hey love, if your still studying it's okay with me, I can wait. But when your done text me and meet me at the coffee shop instead. Is that alright?' Harry texted me.
I smiled and got butterflies like the fool I am, I only know his name yet I can't stop thinking about his smile, his eyes, his curls. Just everything! Okay ! You get it ?
'No problem, just give me 30 minutes and I'll meet you there.' I texted back closing my books, I did enough studying and I could study on more later on.
I got up and started searching through my closet, I wanted to put on my high-waisted shorts. But it's cold in Cheshire now, but not much.
So I decided to put on some dark blue jeans on and a crop top not too short but up to my belly button were you can see my belly piercing stinking out a bit.
The crop too had a vintage looking British flag on it. I put on my jacket and rolled up my jeans on the bottom a little, then I put on some black toms and went into the bathroom, I don't wear much of makeup so I just applied on mascara, eyeliner, and red lip gloss to complete my look. I put my hair to the side letting my ringlets fall down. I took a quick look in my mirror again admiring my look and grabbed my iPhone, keys, and purse and headed out.
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"Hi harry." I said nervously hugging him. The scent of vanilla filling in my nostrils, I know weird. But he smelled so sweet !
"Hello love, thanks for meeting me, you look beautiful more than you ate already." He said and smirked. Gosh it's so affective.
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We've been talking for about an hour already and I already know a bunch of things as well as he knows things about me too.
He told me he had a cat named 'Dusty', he has a sister, a stepdad, mum and real dad. He told me his birthday and details, details.
'Ring ring ring'
My phone rang. I picked it up checking the caller seeing it's my mum.
"Hey mum? Is everything alright?" I ask and Harry gives me a weird look.
"Gr--andad died." She said sobbing into the phone. My phone had dropped on the floor. My grandad died. The man who raised me after my father left us all alone. Tears started to fall down my eyes. Harry came up to me and embraced me into a hug.
"What's wrong love? Did something happen?" He asked and I nodded.
"Lets go back to your place and talk about it." He said and picked up my phone, keys, and purse, with me hugging his waist sobbing into his chest.
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