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Okay here it's kinda a cliffhanger.
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Emily’s POV*
I sat on the couch.
Like normal. Harry sat by me, lifting my legs on his lap.
I smiled slightly.
“Fifteen minutes till game time!” Dad called.
I sighed and pulled out my phone, looking for entertainment.
I smiled slightly at Harry’s contact name.
Because Harry was just too mainstream, the first day we met, he programmed his number as ‘Sexiest Guy I’ve Ever Seen <3’.
It just stuck.
But I wasn’t one to talk.
In his phone he used to have me under ‘Most Beautiful Girl <3’, but I changed it to ‘Girlfriend <3’.
Yup, we were that cheesy.
“Wanna play a game?” Harry suggested.
“With you? That’s dangerous.” I laughed.
“It’s harmless. Got any jellybeans?” He asked.
What could you do with jellybeans?
God Emily stop thinking perverted it’s probably nothing.
I got up and went to get a cupful of jellybeans.
“Here.” I handed them to him.
“Okay…close your eyes and try to guess what kind it is. If you get it right you get something. But if you get it wrong…I’ll- Well just get it right.” He explained.
I sighed and closed my eyes.
He pressed the jellybean to my lips.
I opened my mouth and he guided it in.
“This ones…blackberry?”
“Actually it’s blueberry but we can let that slide.” He said.
He pecked my lips.
I smiled.
“Next.”
He slipped the jellybean in my mouth.
“Orange.”
Another kiss.
“Next.”
“Strawberry.” I smiled.
Three kisses in a row.
“Last one before your dad comes.” He whispered.
I opened my mouth.
“Hmm…lemon?”
“Actually it was lime but what’s the difference?” He chuckled and pecked me again.
I smiled and opened my eyes.
“We should play that more often.” I smiled, plopping my feet on him again.
“Game time!” Lux cheered.
We turned on the game.
The couch was really comfortable.
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