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sixty one

"Anything you want to do today?"

"I have that internship meeting with Jacob, remember?" I opened my bedroom door for Harry, who carried my suitcase into my bedroom, directing him where to put it.

"How could I forget?" A vein in his arm presented himself as he carried my suitcase.

"Yeah, it's a big deal for me." I ran a hand through my hair, pushing it past my shoulders. "It could change lot."

"Right on." Harry looked over his shoulder and smiled at me. "Tell me how that goes, yeah?" Harry placed my suitcase carefully in the corner of my room.

"Yeah, of course." I looked at my phone screen. "I actually should get going."

"I can drive you there, at least." Harry offered, lying down on my bed, propping his elbows up so he could look at me.

"I don't know, you just did so much driving today already. You can sleep here for a bit while I'm gone." I shook my head, waving away his offer. 

"No, it's fine. I can just drop you off, meet one of the boys at the In-N-Out by there and eat, and we'll pick you up and take you home afterwards."

"Are you sure?" I stepped over to him.

"Don't sweat it, babe." Harry stuck out his hand for me. "Come sit?"

"I can't, we have to go." I sunk back into my heels, trying hard to resist his adorable green eyes. "Harry..."

"Just sit for a minute. We've been moving all weekend." Harry took ahold of my hand and pulled at my arm.

"Just for a minute." I repeated, allowing him to pull me onto the bed next to him, my back pressed against the mattress. "Seriously, just a minute."

"Lou's friends with this guy who works at this super exclusive club in Hollywood. It's called Lure Hollywood I think. She says she can get us all in tonight, if you want to come."

"I've heard of that place before! It's like, super hard to get in." I beamed, my face starting to fall. "But I can't. I have a bunch of work to catch up on tonight."

Harry rolled over to he was hovering over me, his elbow on both sides of my head and his face inches away from mine. I spread my knees apart so he could drape on top of me, my hands lightly hugging his back.

"You have to come." He rested his forehead on mine, his hot breath washing over my face. "I want to see you tonight."

"I'm sorry, but I know I can't." I pouted my bottom lip. "You know that I would if I could."

"I know, babe, I know." He brought his lips to mine, his tongue making it's way to my mouth.

I let out a small moan as he caressed his tongue with mine. It felt amazing just to kiss him again, my head bobbing in a perfect rhythm as our lips pressed together, our mouths opening for each other.

"We have to go." I murmured against his lips, breaking the kiss.

"Seriously? Now?" He groaned, dropping his head into my neck.

"Yes, now." I tried as hard as I could not to kiss his pouty pink lips once more time.

"You just ruined the moment." He teased, planting sweet and simple kisses on my neck, making my legs turn into jelly.

"I blame UCLA."

"Just wait until you graduate this spring. Once you graduate, I'm going to have you all to myself." His voice was droopy and light. "I can't wait."

I felt a pitter patter in my chest. Did Harry believe that we were going to last that long? My graduation isn't for a while, and the idea of Harry and I dating for that long made my spirits skyrocket.