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Harry groaned as his alarm blared throughout his room. He flipped over and fell off his bed with a loud thud. He stood up with the blanket wrapped around his body. He took a deep breath an shuffled over to his closet. He dropped the cover and scanned through his clothes. Today he wanted to look good. Harry didnt know why but he just did. He pulled out a blank white v neck, black jumper, and beige chinos. He slipped them on and walked over to the bathroom. He grabbed his pink toothbrush-- He doesnt even know why he got the pink one -- and put toothpaste on it. He puts it in his mouth and brushes his already perfect teeth. He spit the remaining of the toothpaste and rinsed his mouth. He placed his toothbrush back in the holder and headed out of his room. Harry jogged down the steps and went to the kitchen to whip up some quick breakfast before he left for school. He grabbed the box of sugar flakes and spilled some into his bowl. He took out the gallon of milk and poured it into his cereal. He grabbed a spoon and quickly began eating. Once he finished he dumped it into the sink. The Holmes Chapel native slung his bag over his shoulder and walked out, heading to school. Harry shoved his hands into his pockets and looked over his shoulder.
All I knew, this morning when I woke
Is I know something now,
know something now
I didn't before
His feet finally took him to the entrance of the school he's been attending for three years and counting. He looked up and locked eyes with the most beautiful blue eyes in the world. They exchanged smiles. Harry walked through the open door the boy had held open for him and said a soft thanks. The boy gave a tiny nod and walked off. The curly haired boy took a breath and headed off to his class. That whole day he couldn't help but think about the boy who held the door for him. His eyes, beautiful. His hair looked soft, like a ducks feathers. And his smile? Wow. They gave Harry butterflies. But he found out the boys name. Niall. His name was Niall. He loved it. It suited him perfectly. Harry couldn't help but think of what Niall was think of at this moment.
The next day, Niall couldn't stop thinking of the boy with curly hair and green eyes. With that perfect smile and just perfect everything. He just wanted to know him, talk to him, be there for him.
And all I've seen
since 18 hours ago
is green eyes and freckles
and your smile and
in the back of my mind
making me feel like
I just want to know you better,
know you better,
know you better now,
I just want to know you better
know you better
know you better now
I just want to know you better
know you better
know you better now
I just want know you
know you
know you
He adjusted his bag and ran a hand through his hair, fixing it. He stared at his feet as he walked. Niall just wanted to get to school so he can be able to maybe see the boy again. The green eyed boy never left his mind at all and he wasn't ashamed. When he got to the school he finally looked up. And, just as his luck would have it, his eyes locked with familiar green ones. A smile spread across his face and he turned to walk in the direction of the boy with curly locks. It seemed he had the same idea, for he was walking toward Niall.
