Coffee is the scent of love

Books open doors to new worlds

Harry is rummaging through the books in the Library, he has always been an avid reader and he always takes the chance to read whenever he has a few hours to spent, so he is in a mission at the moment trying to decide which book suits more his current mood. He already has 5 books stacked but he is still not sure which one to start reading first, he probably will take them all to his dorm anyway.

He moves around the place looking for more books when something, actually someone, catches his eyes. A familiar looking guy is in the other section, across the bookshelf, the one with all the Oscar Wilde books, he knows is that section because as a massive Oscar Wilde lover he got to know where to find his favourite writer in the massive university library, he does worship him if he is honest enough.

The guys is touching and looking at the spine of the books with the same intensity as the guy from the record store was looking at the vinyl records, and that's when it hits him: IT'S THE SAME GUY! And Harry is excited to know a bit more about the intriguing stranger, and he is turning, the boy is turning to look at the side Harry is hiding between the books in the other section hallway and Harry feels like he has stopped breathing now because the boys eyes! his eyes are blue, all the shades of blue, the prettiest ones, the ones that remind you of the sky and the ocean in the most beautiful beaches, because Harry likes geography too and he has seen pictures of places in the Caribbean in Latin America and he allowed himself to think that soon he was going to be there instead of the clouded parts of Surrey, but right now he is seeing the most beautiful eyes in the world and he doesn't want to see the ocean again because how is he going to compare it to this strangers eyes? It won't be fair.

And Harry is lucky, he really is because the guy was distracted looking at the books some more until he landed his hand in the copy of the Picture of Dorian Grey that Harry has read more times that he can count now and the boy with the blue eyes and the sick music taste didn't see him staring at him, he thanks god that he wasn't found snooping on someone because Harry likes himself but he is not a creep and Harry is very confident and charming -some people will say flirty in the good way-, that's how Harry is but Harry still gets embarrassed sometimes, like that time his friend paid a girl to lap dance for him on his birthday and they end up realising it was a girl who was in one of Harry's courses and the poor girl has never looked him in the eye ever since, and Harry thinks that it is shame because she seemed like a nice girl, maybe they could have been friends but now that sounds like a mad dream. Yes, Harry is very lucky, because he has had the pleasure to bump into this guy, two times now, and holy molly! That boy is beautiful!

Harry is in his room looking at the picture he took the first time he saw the blonde with the pretty face and beautiful eyes, and lovely smile, and he has decided that this picture doesn't give the boy enough credit but he still likes the picture, he printed in black and white and it pleases Harry to end, because the boy had his eyes closed and was looking up when Harry took the picture and in that moment the light and the world were black and white and Harry didn't know that yet but today, today he realised that for the first time he has seen colour in the maximum expression, with the sophistication of creation, he is sure he has laid eyes in the most beautiful creature whose eyes are blue and full colour and Harry is confused and excited because Harry is curious and now he wants to know who the blonde who reads Oscar Wilde is, because he loves Oscar Wilde's work and his way of seeing life with his witty comments and crude remarks because Harry is kind and he has a beautiful soul but he is curious and he likes to know about what the people who are not like him think about, because he sees the good in everyone and he has always considered the villains as complex characters, worth analysing and Harry is a people person, he enjoys their company but he also loves himself so much that he enjoys his solitude.

Though Harry has never felt alone, he does knows how to keep himself company, he always has distracted himself in the cold, rainy days when he couldn't go out and his friends couldn't make it to his place, he lives in a dorm after all, so he doesn't have a big place either and he has loads of blankets because he gets cold and he lit some aromatic candles that reminds him of home and he loves his space because is his as long as he stays in uni, and he has pictures pasted in the wall, of places, of people, quotes, he made his little place be his and it's the ultimate expression of his personality.