37. Polaroids

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It's been a while since I've had a dream about Oliver or any dreams in that matter. I'm having normal dreams for the first time in six years.

"Where something pretty today" Harry walked into the room with a bare chest.

"Why?"

"We're doing something I've only done by myself, might as well do it since it's our last day here"

"What was that?" I asked sitting up.

"Surprise" he told me leaning down to peck my lips.

"Why can't I know?" I whined pouting out my lip having him dash his finger at it.

"Because I said so" he smirked taking a shirt from one of the drawers and pulling it over his head.

"Can you give me hint?" I lied on my stomach waving my feet in the air and resting my chin on my arms to look up at him.

"You're very photogenic, you'll be fine" he laughed walking out.

"Wait, what?" I called when he made his way down the hall.

I checked the digital clock on the nightstand seeing it was an hour passed noon, getting up to get ready for what this boy had planned for us today.

Something pretty in my definition is different than Harry's definition, so I'm guessing a black skirt and shirt is good enough.

~ Harry's _ POV +

"Come on Vanessa look at my camera!" I laughed whilst she turned the other way and balanced on a small brick wall keeping a tree inside.

"No!" she giggled as her own camera swung back and forth around her neck.

"Please!" I whined holding my camera up to my eye to snap the picture of her on the step.

She giggled again jumping down then walked over to me stepping on her toes to reach my height, "Catch me first" she said cheekily turning quickly to run down the small dirt path having her hair bounce.

I laughed shaking my head then jogging after her, "Just one picture!"

Taking a turn I saw she disappeared, I stopped catching my breath and looking around for her.

"Vanessa?"

As an answer a large thump pushed me making me fall to the floor with a thud, "Looks like a caught you first" Vanessa giggled.

I turned my head facing her, I grabbed her shoulders whipping her around so she was on underneath me this time, "Now can I get a picture?" I asked.

"Can I at least get a kiss?" she asked pouting her lip.

I leaned down placing my lips on hers adjusting my hand to grab her chin. I stretched out my arm to take at least one picture of the two of us.

She reached up placing her hands on my neck and string her fingers in my hair making me hum.

"You know how that makes me feel Ness"

"Why do you think I do it" she laughed twirling her finger through one of my strands.

"I'm glad you wore a skirt today, it's riding up" I smirked gliding my hand up her thigh.

He hand snatched mine pushing it away and pulling her skirt down.

I chuckled getting up off of her and sitting aside next to her leaning back on my arms.

"This is fun" she smiled sitting up ruffling the dirt and leaves out of her hair.

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