Me and Harry fell in line with the rest of the people who wanted a turn. A few teenagers/kids would go and ask for an autograph and a picture and whatnot, some wo doesn't have a pen or a camera would just stare at Harry while he politely waves his hand.
When it was out turn I was the first one to enter and sat at the edge while Harry sat at the opposite side. It would like we hated each other or the other had a disease and we wouldn't want to be infected by it. I didn'tmind though. I guess I preferred it that way other sitting so close next to each other, that would just be awkward. Seeing that Harry and I aren't that close. I would say I'm closest to Zayn feeling he's really quiet and his urge to go crazy is controllable compared to the other boys.
"So we haven't been able to talk properly in the past yeh?" Harry said interupting my thoughts. That is true... When I would stare at him He would look away and/or get up and leave in a hurry. "I guess." I said looking at him.
"Right. So I think it's about time we talk properly don't you think?" he suggested. "Yeah I guess so.." I shrugged looking away the stared at the view aswe slowlyand calmly go upward. "So how long have you been working.. uh .. there?"
"FBI?"
"Yeah."
"2 years." I said bluntly looking at him. "2 years? How old are you?"
"19" i said smiling, "So you started working there when you were 17?" He asked, "Yeah, why?" I asked, confused as to why he wanted to know. "What 'bout school?"
"I didn't go to school. I was.. what was the term.. kind if home schooled, but instead of finding x's and y's which by the way you won't use in the future, I taught how to uh.. 'live' and 'survive' and whatnot."I said explaining witha little amused smile on my lips. "So you never exprienced getting detention?-" "Nope"
"Homework?-"
"Nadda"
"Projects? Reaction paper? Essays? reports?"
"No. nope, not once and never." I shake my head. "Okay it'\s official you have the coolest life ever." He said looking at me astounished. "Looke who's talkin? a 19 year-old boy who got to sing for the X-Factor who got 3rd place but got a BIg place in the music industry." I said pointing it out.
"Yeah but who was that 19 year-old girl who gets to hgold a gun, shoot, do the most coolest stuff and to do whatever they wanted to EVERYDAY." He retorted back.
"It's not really that cool... I didn't get to finish ANYTHING. I'm basically- to put it nicely- stupid." I muttered looking down. "No you're not. Your smart and cool and awesome, and sweet and funny and basically the most perfect girl out there!" He said sliding closer to me but took no attention to it.
"Nobody's perfect." I said looking up, meeting with the most beautiful green eyes I've ever seen. Probably because this is the first I saw green eyes, but you get the point. "And you happen to be nobody." He whispered.
I giggled softly." Okay, enough with the jokes." I said as I noticed he started to lean in. "But I'm not...." His face keep on coming closer and closer... I cleared my thorat for him to get the idea. I can feel my heart beating against my chest that it hurts...
"Uh yeah.." Harry said going back to his side avoiding my eye contact, I guess i like it that way. Iwouldn't have the courage to look up anyway. I don't know why though.. I never..ugh.. Whatever.. This is probably the tea talkin'
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Short update but I wanted to show the Faith and Harry side yuh know... I haven't been able to present the two as the main charcters so yeah... WOO two updates in one!! AWESOME RYT??!! lol anyhoo I made a new account in twitter, follow it puh--leezzee??? it's @_Meh_fucken_HOT
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It'slike SWAG but with a B lol kay..
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