You're sitting there one day waiting for Harry to get home. You're bored out of your mind so you decide to reminisce on old memories. You walk over to the closet and pull out a box. You sit down on the bed and open it. It's filled with pictures, notes, love letters, and your journals. You begin to read your third journal when you hear the front door opening. You quickly close the notebook but fail to get all the pictures back in the box before Harry enters the room.
"Hey babe." He looks surprised and happy at the same time as he looks at everything on the bed.
"What are you doing?"
"Uhm...just looking through some things. You know, going down memory lane." He nods before sitting beside you on the bed.
You begin to put everything back in the box. You quickly stand up and head towards the closet to put it away. Before you can even take a step, Harry grabs your hand and stops you.
"Don't. I want to look at some things."
You sit back down on the bed with the box. He reaches in and grabs a stack of pictures mixed with love letters you had sent back and forth. He leans back against the pillow and pulls you near him. You spend the rest of the day reminiscing with your boyfriend.
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A/N - I'm so sorry Makaila. I didn't mean for it to take this long. Sorry it's short. I really can't think properly right now. I've had writer's block for months. Anyway, I hope you like it.
-directioner9705
