Harry's POV
I stood behind her locker waiting for her to close it. She was talking to Chase but I wasn't listening to what they were talking about. She closed her locker and jumped when she saw me standing there.
"Hey." I said.
She giggled at herself and smiled and me.
"Hi."
Why the hell was she so giddy on a Monday. All though, her outfit did say other wise. Chase passed us and gave me a weird look. God damn people are so nosy. She started walking and I followed besides her.
"Waddup." She said.
I couldn't help but laugh. Her accent was so mixed up. It's like she was trying to be American, all though I know she already is.
"What?" She said putting her hands on either sides of her face.
I looked down at her.
"Say that again." I told her.
"Waddup?" She said with less enthusiasm.
I laughed this time out loud. I wish I had an Australian accent instead of English. English is so boring.
"Stop! I don't make fun of your accent." She pouted.
I bit my cheeks.
"Okay, okay. I'm sorry." I said.
She grinned up at me. She is really short. This is my chance, I realized. I loved her. I took a deep breathe. This isn't anything I haven't done before. I walked around her and leaned against the door she was about to walk out of.
"So, what about me and you on Friday." I said more as a statement than a question.
Her cheeks got red and she bit her lip. I kept the casual look on my face. Please tell me she's free. It's Friday I'm sure she's not free. God dammit Harry.
"Um, sure." She said.
I smiled at her and winked before walking out the door.
I really think this is going to work.
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FanfictionKaitlin moves back from her home and Australia and find her old best friends with new ones. Not that Kaitlin minds, one of them happens to catch her eye. One of them may be the one she's looking for, that perfect broken boy she wants to fix, but she...