Epilogue

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Epilogue

**Here's a little epilogue, donno if it's that good but... I know some of you wanted one, so here it is :)**

Some years later

Harry and I have moved to a flat in London, we both are working, me in a little clothing shop nearby and Harry for a magazine, he loves writing.

This year he has been writing a book but I’m not allowed to read it yet.

It’s late and Harry’s sitting in the leather armchair with his laptop resting on his lap, he looks up at me when I enter the living room.

“Can’t we go to bed now?” I wonder and he nods thoughtfully.

“It’s finished” He says waving to me to come.

“So I can see it now?” I ask walking over to him and he shrugs his shoulders.

“That will take a while” He says and smiles.

“Tell me about it then” I say and sit on the edge of the armchair arm.

“It’s about us” He says and I smile.

“Go on” I tell him.

“How you find me” He says and I kiss his head.

“Oh so that’s why you’ve been asking about it so much lately…” I say and he tilts his head up looking into my eyes.

“That’s right” He says and kisses me.

We kiss each other for a while, the kiss hasn’t changed since the first time our lips met.

It feels like every kiss is the first, that’s why there’ll never be a last.

He stops kissing me and just looks at me.

“You know what I haven’t add to the story yet?” He asks and I shake my head.

“Harry how can I know, I haven’t read it…” I point out and he smiles.

“You don’t have to read it to know…” he says and looks back at the computer screen.

I lean over him to see what he's writing.

With a few quick presses on the keyboard a short sentence is added:

- Based on a true story.

**Thanks for reading everybody! . x**

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