45: The End Of Us?

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A/N: Please disregard any errors, if any, as I will be going through and fixing them tomorrow

Uma awoke to the sound of Harry's phone.

He quickly grabs it, and read the name.

Quinn
Did you think about what I said ;)

Uma slowly opened her eyes.

"Who's texting you this early?" She asks, still half asleep.

Harry sat his phone to the side, and gave Uma a small smile.

"Nobody important.  Just Gil." He lies, pushing pieces of her hair away from her face.

"Well tell Gil he needs to stop texting you before 10 a.m.  I need my rest." Uma says, sitting up in Harry's bed.

"Is this how it's going to be when we live together." He laughs, pulling out his phone again.

Harry sent Quinn a text back.

how did you get my number

"Speaking of living together, you know graduation is in 5 months." Uma reminds.

"Yeah?  What about it?" Harry responds, sitting his phone on the bed.

"We have to move off campus once we graduate, so I just want to know what you think our future will look like.  Or at least what you want to do once we leave here."  Uma says, sitting in Harry's desk chair.

"Well.  I plan on getting an apartment, because I know a house probably won't be in our budget right away, especially if you plan on having a big wedding. Then get married to you when you're ready, along with starting our family.  Maybe even work for Auradon's Navy."  Harry says, trying to point out every detail.

"Sounds like a pretty good plan to me." Uma smiles, admiring her first mates ambition.

"I'm going to go take a shower, then I was thinking we could maybe go down to the ship." Harry suggests, sliding his shirt off his body.

"That sounds fine." Uma agrees.

"Don't sneak in and try to take a look, love." Harry jokes, walking over to Uma and giving her a kiss on her cheek.

"Yes, Harry.  I was definitely thinking about barging into the bathroom while you were taking a shower.  That's been my dream ever since I've met you." Uma sarcastically states.

"I know it has." He winks, before walking into the bathroom.

Uma let out a small chuckle, but was interrupted by the sound of Harry's phone.

At first, Uma ignored it, but once the text tone kept going off, she had gotten fed up.

"Hey Harry." She calls, walking over and grabbing the phone.

She saw a name light up on the phone, which caused her to become confused.

"Yes?" Harry responds, yelling over the shower water.

"Nevermind..." Uma trails off, looking at the flow of messages keep coming through.

Quinn
So you don't want me to text you when Uma's around...😉

Quinn
A little suspicious don't you think

Quinn
Okay, Harry now you're just ignoring me because it's obvious you and Uma aren't that busy.

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