simple [hes]

i. library

Luna.

Luna was passing her forefinger against the spines of the old books. Her eyes swept from book to book, until she stopped on her ultimate favorite. Lolita.

She flipped through the pages, smiling at the bent corners and the stained sheets. She's always liked worn-out books.

She adjusted the strap of her bag on her shoulder and turns the opposite way of the boys she passed a few minutes ago. She wasn't going to embarrass herself again.

Her eyes were cast downwards, so she bumped into someone's chest, which made her fall backwards.

"I-I'm so, so sorry, are..are you okay?" A boy asks lifting Luna up on her feet. He had curly hair that she just wanted to run her fingers through.

"It's fine, I'm okay."

"S-sorry again," He smiled sheepishly, Luna returned the smile and brought her eyes back to his lushes hair.

"W-what's your name? I-if you don't mind me asking of cou--" He rambled. Luna found that very cute.

"Luna. yours?" She grins lightly and fidgets around.

"Harry," Oh my lord his voice just got deep and husky. She thinks.

"Cool, um..see you around?" Wow, way to make it awkward.

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"Hey darling, renting this again?" Mrs. Jones, the librarian says.

"Yeah, it's my favorite, and you probably already know that, so why did I say it?" Luna face-palms chuckling at her stupidity.

"Scott told me, to tell you, to answer his message on tumble, is it?" She questions.

"No I think it's tumor, right?" She looks at her.

"Mrs. Jones, it's Tumblr," Luna laughs and grabs her book from the lady that resembled one of her best friends so much.

"I really need to get on the Internet more often," She shakes her head.

Luna laughs and stares at her adoringly. She was so nice.

"Bye honey!" She calls after Luna as she was leaving.

"Bye!"

Luna steps out of the library and makes her way to American Apparel. Her favorite store. They were expensive, but worth it. She was amazed by everything her eyes had landed on, and she stood there nearly drooling.

She grabs a couple items she found intriguing and runs to the dressing rooms, gently shutting the door behind her.

She tries on a couple outfits, takes mirror selfies while she's at it, then posts them on instagram and tumblr. Because, why the hell not?

She soon gets more than 15 items, which concludes in $300, plus tax. After paying, she walks out of the store, and swings her bags back and forth. She shrieked as a rat passed by her feet and ran to the corner of the sidewalk.

"Christ," She mumbled to herself, pulling her jacket tighter around her.

It was windy, and she didn't think she'd make it home by walking so she hailed a taxi and told him her address.

"Gracias señor," She smiles gratefully and opens the cab door.

(translation: thank you sir.)

"De nada, amiga." He responds.

(translation: you're welcome my friend.)

She closes the cab door, and the taxi driver, drives off. She runs inside the building, being met with the warmth of the lobby, and waits for the elevator. The elevator arrives and she steps inside.

"Hold it please!" a voice calls.

Luna refrains from clicking, close doors, when she heard the voice. The same boy from the library appears in the elevator and she clicks close doors.

"Hey Luna!" He says after staring at her for a full minute. He was trying to figure out if he recognized.

"Hey Hen--Harry!" She grins. Idiot, she thinks to herself.

"L-live here?" He stutters, his face flushing red.

"Obviously," Luna replies rolling her eyes.

He doesn't say anything in reply, but Luna sees he is beet red, and he's sweating. He was shifting his weight from one foot to another and he wasn't meeting her eyes.

"You okay buddy?" Luna was genuinely concerned.

Harry just nods and looks away, tapping his foot impatiently waiting on the elevator doors to open.

The door finally opens and they both step out and head to their apartments.

"Nice seeing you." Luna says smiling.

"Mhm," Harry simply replies, smiling at Luna. She enters her apartment and Harry lets out a long sigh of relief.

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