Caraline
Disney was amazingly incredible. we ended up meeting all of the princesses, as i wished. and Peter Pan, of course.
who doesn't love Peter Pan?
it's already been a few days since i arrived, meaning its nearing the time for us to part ways.
i shook the thought from my head and bounced over into Harrys room- which was connected to mine- and woke him up.
"harold," i shout, shaking him
"go away, im tired." he grumbled
"get your frog ass out of bed," i ripped the covers back, hoping he wasn't naked but at the same time hoping he was.
too bad he had pants on.
"okay okay fine. go get dressed and we can go get breakfast," he ruffled his hair and flicked the covers the rest of the way off.
"okay," i sing-songed and blissfully skipped back into my room.
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"starbucks or dunkin donuts?" he asked as he drives near the two.
"starbucks, of course," i grin and he rolls his eyes, making a comment about me being a typical white girl.
after ordering an iced vanilla latte and a slow roasted ham & swiss, Harry ordered his and we found a seat as they got the order ready.
"we only have two more days together," i break the silence. "actually, one and a half." i correct myself.
"i know," he says sadly.
"i wish it could've been longer. who knows, maybe we can meet again over the summer." he smiles and i nod in agreement, hoping that we actually can.
that would be life goals.
