***Author’s note: Please note that this chapter is in Harry’s POV! I may start switching between Leighton and Harry’s POV’s more often but I’m not sure.
Harry’s POV
I walked up the steps to my house and looked back. There she was walking up the steps to her own house less than 100 feet away.
Leighton.
Ever since I first ran into her yesterday morning, she consumed my thoughts. It seemed like so much longer than yesterday when I first ran into her. Something about her just fascinated me.
When I finally went inside and upstairs, I spotted Robin and my mum asleep on the couch, so I just continued to the top floor to my own room.
As soon as I was settled my thoughts wandered back to Leighton. I felt something towards her that even I couldn’t explain to myself.
Back in England, I used had plently of girlfriends. Most of them ended up being annoying and clingy, which I hated. I think I liked the whole concept of being with someone more than I actually liked the person I was with most of the time.
But Leighton, she was different from all of the girls I had ever been with.
She was so something. I couldn’t really figure out what the something was.
“What am I thinking?” I say to myself rubbing my hands through my hair. I’ve barely known this girl for 2 days and I’m already saying I like her more than I ever liked any other girl.
I’m going absolutely mental.
“Just forget about her.” I tell myself. “Take it slow with her. Maybe she’ll fall for you eventually.”
As much as I know that I need to take it slow with her, I don’t think I’ll be able to.
…
When I wake up the next morning I roll over and look out the window.
There she is, sitting on her balcony already this early in the morning reading.
I roll out of bed and rub my eyes, before walking over to my balcony and leaning over the edge.
“Good morning.” I call out over the street.
Her head immediately pops up and a smile appears on her face when she sees me.
“Hello.” She says as she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear and closes her book. “What are we going to do today?” She asks.
“We’re doing something today?” I ask.
“Of course. I’ve spent every day of my summer with you so far. I was thinking maybe we could-“ She begins to say before she is cut off by an ear splitting scream.
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Waves
Hayran Kurgu"When you think about it, you can relate everything back to the sea. Especially love. Love is deep, mysterious, and beautiful, much like the ocean."
