Song for the chapter: Bridgit Mendler-Ready Or Not
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Once Alura was finally satisfied, she went back to join them, I decided to take a stroll around, talk to people and stuff. So I was walking around to nowhere in particular until ‘Caelia!’
‘Harry?’ I frowned in amusement when he panted running towards me. He held up a finger, continuing to pant heavily and I smiled in fondness. He looked cute like that, cheeks puffed out and all. Finally he stood up straight and gave a goofy smile, holding out his elbow for me to hook my arm through it. I smiled and snaked my arm through his. Some people were ogling us but just because none of them are bold enough to hold your crush/boyfriend/girlfriend’s hand, doesn’t mean that I can’t.
‘How do I say you look just celestial in Hindi?’ he asked as we walked with that goofy smile, flaunting his dimples. I blushed, looking at my shoes ‘Aww, you’re blushing!’
‘Should I not?’ I muttered, looking up into his green eyes, he shrugged ‘You look great too’
‘Thanks’ I grinned ‘Actually, you are the first person to say that to me. Everyone else was like “what the actual fuck are you wearing?”’ he laughed and is it bad that I wanted to kiss him right then?
‘Well...’ I pressed my lips to keep from smling, tucking a lock of hair behind my ear ‘You’re...noticeable...’
‘Aw, come on! Even you’re making fun of me!’ he whined, stomping his foot cutely. And wow, he had some legs. I wasn’t sure who had better legs—him or Beyoncé.
‘No, ‘m not’ I shook my head.
‘Whatever’
‘I’m not’
‘Stop saying “I’m not”!’
‘I’m not gonna stop saying “I’m not” because I’m not!’
‘Okay, one, you say you’re not, then you’re not stopping saying you’re not and then you’re saying you’re not gonna stop saying you’re not because you’re not and fucking stop you before you say you’re not again because you’re not meaning you’re not!’ I blinked rapidly, my mind jumbling up ‘Wait, what?’ he frowned.
I slapped a hand to my forehead ‘Okay, let’s just change the topic here’
‘You’re not changing the topic because you’re making fun of me and you’re not—’
‘Harry!’
‘Fine’ he pursed his lips ‘Who was the last guy you slept with?’
‘I what?’
‘You wanted to change the topic’
‘I’m gonna do the topic change’
‘No, I’m gonna do it’
‘No, I am’
‘No, I am!’
‘Me’
‘Me’
‘Me’
‘Me!’
‘I’m done’
‘No I—oh’ his mouth formed an “o” shape ‘So what are we planning to do this evening?’
‘What do you wanna do?’ I asked, walking out into our backyard.
‘I dunno. What’s fun?’ I laughed at his question and he raised a questioning eyebrow.
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