Chapter 19

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POPPY.

I was sat there uncomftable because of Harry staring at me weirdly. His stare was so intense. A smile crept on my face/his face. What the fuck is he thinking? I got off the bed, kneeled down in front of him and snapped my fingers a couple of times.

He blinked multiple times before smiling so wide and tackled me to the ground. I giggled uncontrollably. "Harry stop" I giggled. "why?" he asked tickling me. This curly cunt is gunna die. I thought to myself as i giggled at his actions.

"please". "ok, only for you". He got off me. "wait what". A blush crept on the features. "I'm sorry" he blocked all eye contact.

"Harry?" I warned. He remained his stare away. "ok I like you" he blurted. Smiling at the floor. "that's how children say it Hazza" I smirked. He looked back at me and tackled me again.

He pinched Harry's nose/ my nose. I accidently hit him in the face which made him falling over and bursting out laughing. A few tears rolled down our faces as our laughter wouldn't stop.

"so was that true?" I asked once we had calmed down. He stayed awkwardly silent. "Harry!".

"no it was a joke". He left the room.

Oh. It was only a joke. Well that's a bummer. I had just started developing feeling for him.

HARRY.

Harry you pussy. You chickened out. Dick.

I actually liked her but she asked me and I froze and couldn't come to the conclusion to tell the truth. She is probably hating me now.

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