CHAPTER 13

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    I was waiting impatiently for him to complete what he was saying. Someone opened the door and then called Harry.
"Harry , Harry, Oh here you are." The guy said
"What do you want?" Harry seemed angry.
"C'mon and open up the gifts." The guy said.
"No,I don't want to, I'll come later."
"No, Harry , now."
   Harry sighed and stood up quickly.
"Sorry Sophy, I have to go, Would you come with me?"
"No it's okay, I'll stay here." I didn't want to go back in there.
"Please." He said begging me.
"Okay Okay."
"Gim'me your hand."
"What?" I blushed, why would he take my hand?
"Let me help you get up."
"Ah okay." I am such a stupid girl.I gave him my hand and helped me get up. I thought he would leave my hand as just as I get up but he kept holding my hand. I tried to take my hand but he was holding it tightly.
        I blushed because of his gentle way of holding my hands. The guy who called Harry entered the house and we were just behind him but before we also enter, he approached me and said "You are sooo beautiful today." just next to my ears. I shrugged because if the feeling of his breath on my skin.
     As we entered, I freed my hands quickly because I didn't want anyone to see us together or think that we are a thing. He didn't expect that, he looked at me questioning why I did that but I acted as if I didn't see him.
    I looked around me and saw that everyone was gathered around the big table where the gifts were put, there are many many gifts.
    I stood far from them, couldn't bear more sophistication. I leaned on a wall watching them as they cheer, greet him for his birthday and opening up the gifts. I cannt lie, I was curious to know what people had brought him.
     He opened a couple of gifts, they are some boyish things, like a brand new video game, an XBox, adidas sneakers as I understood that he plays soccer and in the main team at school, and so on.
    And then there was a big one, it seems that he couldn't wait anymore to know what it was, when he opened it, everyone cheered up and he became emotional and was about to cry, but he stopped himself. It was a guitar, why would he do that for a guitar. Karen was the one who brought it. Then something happened made me freeze in my place. He hugged Karen very deeply as if he was head over heels in love with her and everyone was cheering up.
  

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