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A Rose by Any Other Name 0.1

"S'beautiful innit?" Gemma asked with a grin. The morning sun was still bright so Y/N had to shield her eyes to look up at the building. Y/N and Gemma were currently moving into their new apartment. Y/N hadn't known Gemma very long, but they were good work friends and both their leases were up at the same time. The moving truck was still rumbling behind them, they had only just managed to park it without hitting any of their new neighbors' cars.

"Harry should be 'ere any minute, he doesn't live that far away." Gemma turned around to upon the trunk of the moving truck where their whole lives were stored. They had already moved a few boxes onto the sidewalk when a black SUV pulled up. A lengthy brunette man stepped out of the car quickly. He jumped up into the back of the truck effortlessly."

'M here! Sorry I'm late." His voice boomed in the truck.

"Was beginnin' to think you wouldn't show up." Gemma remarked as she grabbed her brother in for a hug. He looked over Gemma's shoulder to Y/N.

"Hello... 'm Harry." He said as he untangled his arms from his sister's waist. He walked over to Fiona and held his hand out. Fiona took it,

"Hi, nice to finally meet you. I'm Y/N. Thanks for helping us out today."

"Oi, not from around 'ere are ya?" Harry comments with a smug smirk on his face.

"Very observant." Y/N responds in her sarcastic American accent. Harry breathed out a laugh, only then realizing he was still shaking her hand.

He was handsome, she thought. His short hair looked effortlessly flawless and those dimples weren't too bad either. He was just wearing a t-shirt and basketball shorts, but he still looked good enough for the red carpet.

"I try my best...and I'll always find an excuse to help a beautiful lady" Harry shrugs.

Y/N felt her cheeks redden. Gemma told her Harry was cheeky but she didn't think he'd be so upfront about it.

Harry could tell he was already getting under her skin, she seemed nice and wasn't that hard on the eyes either. She wasn't tiny, almost the same height as Gemma but Harry still managed to tower over both of them. He could see a peak of a tattoo on her arm slipping through her white t shirt. He wanted to ask what it was before Gemma interrupted.

"A'right, calm down boy, now that that's done with, all of our boxes are labeled so were really just bringing up boxes right now." Gemma pointed to the boxes littering the sidewalk. Harry nodded and then jumped out of the truck and picked up a box to his left.

"Lead the way." He said to no one in particular.

It was half past 2 when they finally finished moving all the boxes from the truck and into their new apartment.

"A'right 'm gonna go return the truck to the rental place and then get an Uber back. Should be back in about half an 'our." Gemma said while typing something into her phone. She grabbed her new house key and was out the door.

Currently, Harry was screwing in the bed post in Gemma's room while Fiona was unpacking the kitchen.

"S'done." Harry said as he walked out of Gemma's room and into the living area.

"Great, do you mind helping me out with these boxes?"

"S'why I'm here." Harry smiled to her as he walked over to the kitchen opening up a new box. They worked in silence for a few minutes with just the sound of Y/N's phone playing over a wireless speaker in the living room.

"You have some really nice art work there." Harry looked up to find Y/N in front of him. He didn't even hear her walk over. She was pointing at his arms. He did have his fair share of tattoos ranging all over his body.