"Today is such a shit day." Tilda murmured.
"Why is it a shit day?" Harry asked, placing his arm on her shoulder.
"It just is." Tilda sighed.
"Are you sure you're okay. I mean, you seem really down."
"Trains make me feel sick." Tilda groaned.
"Oh. Do you want, like paracetamol?" Harry asked softly.
"You're like the only guy I know who carries paracetamol around." Tilda giggled, sitting up and turning to Harry.
"You have a pretty smile." Harry placed his hand on Tilda's chin and lifted it.
Tilda smiled again.
"You're really cute." Tilda nudged Harry on the arm.
Harry pulled his arm away and grabbed his coffee again, taking a long sip before setting it down for what felt like the a millionth time today.
"So what do you do?" Tilda asked.
"Oh. I work in a law firm." Harry spoke.
"Like a lawyer?" Tilda inquired, she pulled her hoodie up again and fiddled with her iPhone.
"Training. I work at my uncles in Central London, but I'm going to see my cousin today because I don't have work." Harry added.
"You can be my lawyer." Tilda smiled.
Harry nodded, "I'll be your lawyer any day."
---
so yh idk but hope you like it and pls vote... go on click that button
YOU ARE READING
travel sickness (h.s)
Fanfic"trains make me feel sick" - © Copyright 2014. All Rights Reserved. © gottabemarcel. Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this book's author and/or owner is strictly prohibited.
