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;harry

the lecture ends, and i rush to shove my things into my bag. callum stands, pushing in his chair and rounding my desk, peering over my shoulder as i zip my bag.

"c'mon, we need to go to your dorm." he says, holding his hand out.

i look at his hesitantly, before i slip my hand into his. his lips curl into a smile, and i do a double take, looking at our hands, then looking into his eyes, a smile spreading across my face.

he tugs it slightly, pulling us out of the hall and heading towards my dorm.

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"okay, pack up jumpers, shorts, capris, joggers, t-shirts and long sleeves, socks, muscle shirts, boxers." he lists off his cell, then looking at me with a smile.

i nod, pulling my suitcase out from beneath my bed and rushing towards my wardrobe, emptying it with ease. callum begins to pack it away, throwing them in without any order.

deciding i had everything i needed, i quickly walk to the end of my bed, pulling my small blanket that warms my feet out, folding it neatly and placing it over top of my clothes.

"i got it from my grandma." i explain, callum nodding as the small daze of confusion fades.

"pillow, hats, sandals." he continues, so i begin to gather the items.

i toss my pillow onto the suitcase, then rush towards my door, throwing him my sandals, along with a beanie and a snapback.

"aight, i have shampoo and body until we get to canada.. oh, your swim trunks!" he snaps his fingers, and i giggle.

"i already tossed them into the pile." i chuckle, and he nods.

"alright. grab your toiletry bags and pills. i think that's everything other than your phone charger, headphones and wallet." he shrugs, a smile on his lips, his eyes crinkling in the corners.

i smile, giggling slightly as i nod to retrieve the items. i first grab my toiletry bags, tossing the razors into the toilet and flushing them.

i then rush into the main room, pacing towards the nightstand, before opening it and piling the pills into my toiletry bag.

"is that all?" i breathe, and he shakes his head.

"we're missing one thing." he trails off, tapping his chin before snapping.

"what is it?" i ask, and he opens his arms.

"a hug." he says.

i chuckle, before slowly crawling into his arms.

"thank you callum." i mutter into his chest, inhaling his scent.

"anything for you." he responds, pressing his lips to the top of my head.

i've never felt so content.

just another emotion he was only able to make me feel.

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