"Target is Wonderful" Nora sat in the cart that Harrison was gonna push around the store. "I don't have any money. dead ass broke" Nora told him leaning her head up to his, taking in his features upside down.
"Are you staring at me?" She didn't blush or get all flustered, instead just said "I look at people when I talk to them" He just nodded with a far off look and kept pushing the cart through the aisles. "I want that plastic dog" she pointed to a plastic dog, it was whitewirh black blotches and a red collar, like a tape dispenser.
"We're not getting the plastic dog" Harrison said pushing the cart away. "Asshole" she muttwres crossing her arms like a sad child. "Babydoll" She sat up straighter and grumbled something about him under her breath. Nora stood up in the cart, Harrison's eyes following her small form. She reached up and grabbed some sort of lamp from one of the target shelves and ser it down in the cart.
"Truth or dare Harrison?" Nora asked. "Truth" "Pussy. Okay, are you in love right now" Nora, said looking at him wistfully, he smiled softly looking at the smaller girl, his eyes full of something Nora had Never seen on somebody when looking at her. "Yeah, yeah I am" he pushed the cart over by the bathrooms to look at something but turned back to her, "Hey do you want any f-" Nora cut him off, By leaning up and slamming her lips on his own, Harrison seemed frozen in shock for a moment before responding, by pulling her out of the cart and holding her in his arms, she was so tiny and light as a feather when he held her.
They kept kissing in Target. When Harrison imagined his first kiss with Nora he imagined her slapping him across the face.
His eyes opened. He was no longer in Target, but on the couch like all the other times he had woken up. Nora was blasting her music from her room, probably studying or cleaning. It was just a dream, a great dream. He wished Nora would realize that he was in love with her, while Nora wished he wasn't.
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Photographer ➤ Harrison Osterfield
Fanfictionnoranoranora: since when did you care if I came back to London? hazosterfield: since I met you noranoranora: well okay. Thanks for the information hazosterfield: you don't want to know where I Am? noranoranora: I know where you are hazosterfield:...
