"hi honey, time to wake up now" my dad shook me. my eyes shot open and i fliped around to see Harry wasent there. then i got a headache for moveing to fast. "are you okay hun?" dad asked me looking around. "im fine dad, get out. sorry just go i need to be alone for a second" i sighed and dad left. i looked around and harry was nowhere to be seen. what if it was all a dream? wow, it seemed pretty crazy to be real. haha, yeah. i rubbed my eyes and stood up to see my window open. and a note on the window sill. huh? my eyes widened an i hung my head as i began to read...
'hey rose, sorry i couldn't stay. I had to meet up with someone important. look lets just skip school today yeah? i want to go out :) i'll pick you up around six or if there's a problem with that time call me on 07815415386, and please wear something a little classier than that yellow skirt, as sexy as it is i don't want to feel like a pedophile. x - H/M'
well then, maybe it wasn't a dream. skip school, how am i ment to do that? i walked over to my dressing room table and picked up my mobile phone, punched in the number and it began to ring.
"hello?"
"harry?"
"yes babe"
"why did you leave? i missed you"
"really?"
"yeah..... a little bit"
i smiled, its great to hear his voice. every time he talks i find my self grinning, weird.
"well then, we're gonna have to fix that, is six okay?"
"uhm, yeah but you can't come to the door, my dad's in"
"babe, i don't give a shit about your dad"
"yeah well i do, he's gonna ask who you are and all types of questions"
"well i'll just go all Marcel on his ass, it worked with your mum"
"yeah but mum thought you where gay"
"hmmm."
"i'll see you at the window"
"what?"
"just come in the way you went out, i'll just say I'm sleeping and they cant bother me, then we can climb down and go"
"alright babe, whatever it takes for us to spend time together, i don't know much about you"
"ha! yeah like im the one who's going to be interagated"
"very funny babe, see you at six"
"bye Harry"
"bye Rose"
i hang up and squealed.
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Marcel's secret.
FanfictionI followed Marcel around the school grounds quietly. He was muttering stuff to himself and stomping though i don't think he ment it, for a school nerd he was quite tall. I stopped as he reached the big bins at the back of the school. I felt uneasy b...
