Epilogue

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Harry has been my neighbor and bestfriend since I was 4 years old. We grew up together, playing house and soccer in his backyard. Our mums always told us we'd end up together, and we'd look at eachother and crinkle our faces and fake vomit all over the place. He's been there through everything...he's seen me at my worst. He knows basically everything about me, every little thing that pisses me off, to the tiniest things that warm my heart, to my worst tickle spot. Ive always been there for him, too. I go to all of his little gigs with his band, including corny weddings. I know what makes him tick, what puts him in the best mood, his favorite cd, his insecurities..everything. This one night when I was about 6, Harry and Anne were over. Anne was downstairs with my mum and dad, Harry and I were in my room. I can't even remember what we were doing, but I know it was raining really hard. Thunder and lightning. I remember falling asleep laying on Harry, and I could  never fall asleep during a storm. So it became a normal thing, sleepovers with Harry. We're comfortable with eachother. Everything's...easy with him. We rarely fight. We just, get on really, really well. There's just one small thing he doesn't know about me, though.

I'm in love with him.

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