Chapter 8.

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Harry lets go of my hand to get his keys and open the door, and I'm surprised I didn't get clammy hands. I mean at least God answered my prayers.

"Mum! Delilah's here!" Harry shouts as a skinny tan brown haired lady comes towards Harry and me.

"Mum, this is Delilah." As Harry says my name he also wraps his arm around me. More sparks.

"You must be Harry's mom." I reach out to shake her hand but instead, she pulls me into a hug, friendly lady.

"You're so pretty Delilah!" and she whispers in my ear, "and your actually the first girl coming over so don't worry about it." I laugh at her comment and Harry just looks at us confused. With confusion clear all over his face, he walks away and Gemma comes towards me giving me a hug also.

"Hey Gemma." I say, we have gotten along for a while now and so has Libby too.

"Delilah! How are you?" she asks me.

"Good." I answer.

"Well I hope your hungry ladies, pizza's ready!" Harry shouts from the kitchen.

"You have a beautiful home Mrs. Cox."

"Please honey, call me Anne. And thank you."

"Okay." I laugh and walk into the sweet aroma in the beautiful kitchen. Here lay three handmade pizzas, and I know they're handmade because there is flour all over Anne and the kitchen. There's one veggie, one cheese, and one pepperoni.

"Wow, you know, I would have been fine with takeout pizza." I laughed and Harry smiled.

"No, we just wanted to." He wrapped his arm around me. "It's no biggie." We all grabbed pizza from the buffet table, and sat down around the television with a giant stack of movie.

"Let's let Delilah decide what we watch first. Delilah?" Anne asked me.

"Oh please don't make me decide!" I laughed. "I'm awful at deciding, Harry could you choose for me?" I whispered to him right next to me.

"How about we watch a scary film?"

"Sure." Everyone agrees accept me, I really don't like scary movies. After watching House at the End of the Street, with Jennifer Lawrence, I never want to see a scary movie again. But I have to agree with everyone else, I can't be rude and make everyone change the movie.

"erm...sure." I say. I think Harry noticed my hesitation.

"It's okay, I've got you babe." He whispers with a husky voice in my ear, also wrapping his arm around me and kissing my cheek. I feel more sparks and I think he does too. I turn and smile at him.

"Insidious?" Gemma asks and me and Harry just nod, not even breaking gaze. Gemma and Anne look at us and smile as the movie plays.

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