0.5 - help

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Recap:

Today, is my lucky day.

harry

She hugged me. She actually hugged me.

I'd been in a daze since it happened. It's shocking that I even was able to drive myself home.

At the moment I was sitting at my family's dinner table, staring dreamily at the wall. Gemma had been repeatedly giving me weird glances because of my behavior. I don't care, though, because she hugged me. Ariana hugged me.

"Harold, why the strange behavior?", Gemma questioned as she glanced my way. I poked through the remaining food left on my plate as I shrug my shoulders, my smile from ear to ear never fading.

"I know how to get you talking.", Gemma smirked as she looks over at mum. I didn't really understand her until the words came flying out her mouth. "Mum, Harry has a crush on Aria-", I immediately covered her mouth, smiling at mum as I shake my head. "On no one, psh."

I was finally calmed down until Gemma had the courage to lick on my hand, sending it back as I wipe her saliva on her shirt, muttering curse words. "Ariana! Ariana! He ha a crush on Ariana who's working on the coffee shop!", Gemma laughs as she gets up, running around the house as I chase after her. "Gemma, you did not just say that!"

"Yeah I did, weenie boy!" Gemma giggled as she raced into her room and slammed the door. I caught myself before I ran straight into it. I jiggled the door nob a few times. Locked.

"Gemma!" I yelled to the other side of the door.

"She's not here at the moment, can I take a message?"

"No. Let me in so I can tickle you."

"Wow. I'm so scared. I just peed." Gemma stated sarcastically.

"Let me in."

"Not without telling me what's making you all loopy."

"Fine! I'll tell you!"

I sighed as I leaned my forehead against the door.

"Ariana hugged me." I mumbled. I heard a soft giggle from Gemma's side of the door.

"Can you repeat that? You were mumbling. Couldn't understand you."

"Ariana hugged me! Alright." I finally said. That's when I heard a click and Gemma's door opened.

"Cute." Gemma smirked, making me narrow my eyes.

"You should be glad I'm a nice brother and not a vicious, drug dealing one in a gang." I joked. Gemma just scoffed.

"Even if you were in a gang you'd still be a weenie."

"You're a weenie."

"No, you're a weenie."

"Nope."

"Weenie."

"Don't think so."

"Weiner."

"Simply no."

"Penis." Gemma said, making me scrunch my face up in disgust. She laughed and wrapped her arms around my torso, ending our bickering session.

That's when Gemma suddenly pushed me off her.

"What are you doing here, then? Go down to the coffee shop!" Gemma yelled pushing me away.

And so I did. Mum gave me one of those motherly "I know your secret" smiles as I raced out the door.

I smile, stepping out of the door as I close it behind me. I let out a huge sigh of complete content before I start walking down the street.

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