Or So It Seems (h.s.)

Chapter 18

The wrapper from his muffin is shot into the little trash can beside the counter.




"They love you so much." I smile.




"I'm still confused on why," he makes a silly face and laughter bubbles out of me.

"Me too, ya spaz." Actually, i do know why.. You're kinder than anyone i've ever met, you're silly and confident, you have beautiful features, you're quirky, which makes you different and perfect and there's just something about you that i love. Maybe it's the dimples, or the way you can make me laugh like no one else has before, but i love it a great deal. I love everything about you. Everything. I've never met anyone like you.. You make me unbelievably happy.

I thought. My eyes trained on him.. No doubt the most beautiful boy i'd ever seen in my lifetime. His tongue is sticking out at me.




"Oh, you know i'm just kidding." His eyebrows raise as i wave my hand in the air.




"Well shoot.." A worried look spreads across his face. "I was going to say that i don't know why people like you either and not be kidding, but," Harry's devilish grin makes me gasp.




"OI- YOU-" Instead of sounding upset like i meant to, my voice came out as a squeak followed by laughter. I swing my arm at him.




"What? What am i?" He teases, blocking himself from my punches.




"A- a-" my mind goes blank and i spit out the first and only gross thing i can think of at the moment. "fart!!!"




Harry doubles over in laughter. "A fart!?! I'm a fart!?"




I bet we both look like idiots, laughing our butts off on opposite sides of the counter. We calm down, but i can still feel little giggles escaping my lips. Harry's staring at me. I can't help but look down at his lips.. They're begging to be kissed and we're close enough, now that we're leaning on the counter, that if we leaned in our lips would touch. He leans in a little bit closer, and just when i think he might do what i want him to, his lips go to my ear.




His voice just above a whisper, "it's so hard not kissing you when i want to the most."




That's just what i was thinking..




His breathe on my neck causes chills to run down my spine. I pull away. Harry's green eyes are sparkling and i swear to you i could look into them all day. "By the way, i have something to tell-" Harry grins, but is rudely interrupted.

A man who looks to be in his 60's clears his throat in annoyance. The both of us realize that there are 4 or 5 people standing in line behind Harry and we both turn red. He winks before stepping away from the counter and i hold up a finger, telling him that i'll be done soon and he can tell me in a second.




"Im so sorry sir, what can i help you with?" I get back to work.







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