08: The Non-Frightening Hand Holding

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🎃 Fate Perkins - Oct. 31, 2015


"I lived here my whole life, moved to Florida for the rest of high school and then convinced Blake to move back here with me," I explain, my eyes cast down to my hands which were tucked into my coat because I forgot to bring gloves. It was currently forty-two degrees outside and usually this isn't all that cold for me but I guess today is just an off day.

Before I started talking about myself, he'd told me a bit about his life in England and how he decided to move here with his best "mate" (as he put it) for university. He also told me how much he's loved it here despite missing his "mum" and sister back home. He mentions going back to see them during Christmas and New Years time. I find it interesting, knowing more about the guy I've spent almost three hours with today - it doesn't even bother me that I don't know his name as much as it did before.

"I'm glad you did," he comments softly. I turn to him with a soft smile on my face, and when he feels my eyes on him he turns away from his stare down with a bird to meet my eyes. It's not long before he clears his throat and looks away, however.

"Me too," I agree looking toward the pond ahead of us. "I've met more amazing people than before and have this amazing job and not to mention I can see the Statue of Liberty any time I wanted to."

"Want to go now?"

"I wish, but it closes at four," I sigh glancing at his watch, "it's already ten."

He shrugs and stands up from the bench. When realizing that I was still sitting down he turns towards me and offers a hand. I don't hesitate on grasping it, my cold fingers immediately being consumed in the warmth of his palm as I stand up. He lets go after three seconds. Only I take grasp of his hand once more, liking the feeling of his skin on mine, tugging him along in the direction of the barriers that were right across from Ellis Island.

"Uh," slips past his lips quietly when I do so. Then he mutters something under his breath before his slack hand fits into mine, rather than simple hand holding he laces his fingers with my own. He squeezes my hand. "Just in case you get lost, yeah?"

I laugh. "Of course."

"I enjoy getting to know you more," he comments after a few minutes of walking. During that time I started thinking about what's going on at the party now that I've left (referring to the contest my best friends decided to do to spite me). I also wonder about Rose, Louis, and Theo. But still, I wouldn't want to go back because I was having a good time with this non-frightening ghost. (A nickname given to him when he tried to scare me once more when we were talking in the park. The cute chuckle that followed made me smile to myself.)

"You as well, Mr. Someone-who-shall-not-be-named." Our arms started swinging unintentionally after I said that.

"Just a bit nervous," he defends himself, his hand letting go of my own. Poor right-y is then exposed to the cold air, immediately yearning for him to take grasp of it once more.

"Why would you be?"

"Because you're so amazing, Fate... and I'm just me," he whispers even softer than he has been. His head turns down to face the pavement below our feet before stopping completely. I frown and stop beside him, my hand immediately reaching for the bottom of his chin to meet my eyes, like he did earlier with me.

"From what I've gathered so far, you're far more amazing," I tell him honestly. "Not too mention your cute accent." He chuckles. "Your cute laugh too." His eyes look down to my lips. "And I bet your smile is quite amazing too."

"Thank you." Then we are back on our way toward the edge of New York in order to take in the sight of Lady Liberty at her brightest.


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(A/N): okay, maybe I will make this 31 chapters because let's face it. Fate has to fall for this guy and I think if it's any shorter it'll be kind of really cliche for her to do so quickly since Harry refuses to share his name (all because he's nervous, guys) with her. Anyways, I really liked this chapter it was cute and I enjoy cute. I hope you liked it!  (this was kind of rushed though - ugh)

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p.s. gif of fate's smile when she talks to harry x


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