Harry couldn't stop looking at the polaroid photo he took of Ally that afternoon. He smiled as he lightly touched her silver hair, and then moved his finger across the square photograph to her gorgeous pink lips. She was in the middle of laughing, and her straight white teeth were on full display.
Harry could hear Ally in the kitchen with Anne and Gem. Pans were banging into each other as they all spoke and giggled to one another. He could make out the sound of the fan on top of the stove, as well as John Mayer playing through someone's phone, and he had a fluttering feeling it would have been Ally's.
Harry was sitting on Anne and Robin's couch in the lounge room, watching reruns of Friends on the television. Robin was sitting on the other couch, barely being able to keep his eyes open as he dozed on and off.
Ally suddenly came bounding into the lounge room with a pair of black yoga pants and a white sweatshirt, a wide smile adorning her pretty face as she stopped in front of the couch.
"Dinner is ready" she told Harry, and the way she was staring at him with a twinkle in her bright blue eyes made him want to grab her face and kiss her till the end of the world.
"What is it?" he asked her as he got up and loosely hung his arm around her waist.
"You'll have to see" Ally grinned as she tilted her head back to look up at the gorgeous man beside her.
"Dinner is up, Robin!" she said. His eyes immediately opened and he got up to head to the dining room.
Dinner that night was a serving of bacon carbonara, and Harry dived in straight away. Ally sat next to him and gawked at him as he shoved fork after fork full of the pasta into his mouth, leaving small bits of the white sauce around his mouth. Small conversation was made around the table, as everyone was pretty tired, especially Ally. Harry raised an eyebrow at her every time she yawned. Gemma spoke about her new job position for the Debrief magazine company, and both Harry and Ally seemed just as proud of her as Anne and Robin were.
After dinner, Harry offered to help clean up, since Ally helped cook. Ally was up in Harry's room plugging her phone into the wall to charge, and grabbed out a baby pink pair of pajama pants and a white sweat shirt and slipped them on. She could hear everyone having a laugh down stairs, but the one that stood out the most to her, was Harry's laugh. She grinned stupidly at herself as she had the imagine of Harry with his eyes crinkled at the sides with his gorgeous dimples showing, and how he would lick his bottom lip afterwards with a slight smile still on his face.
"What are you smiling at? You're staring at the wall"
Ally's heart warming thoughts were still roaming inside her mind as she seen Harry leaning in the doorway with his arms crossed, a small smile etched on his face just enough to lightly show off his dimples.
Ally felt her heart constrict as he walked slowly over to her and sat on the bed in front of her.
"What were you smiling at? You've been very smiley lately" he asked, gazing up at her.
Ally shrugged, and chucked the clothes she wore back in her bag "I've just been real happy, I guess"
Harry smiled at her response, hoping that he had something to do with her happiness.
"I'm gonna change and then hope into bed" he said as he stood up in front of Ally "I'm gonna put a movie on and I want you to join me"
Ally swallowed hard, and Harry noticed her hesitation but didn't take it badly. He knew he made her nervous, but in a good way. Ally simply nodded as Harry stepped away from her, and began to take his clothes off.
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Infinity (H.S) (on hold)
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