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emily's p.o.v

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Harry and I spoke for about an hour , we spoke about our pasts and our studies. He shared with my that he was studying psychology , as for me I wanted to study anthropology.

I unpacked my very few sets of clothes and I placed them in the run down drawers that Harry cleaned out for me.

I later on the bed and I decided to start my homework that was assigned by Mrs.Hood. The assignment was to write a 5 page essay on the cal state.

I worked on that for about 45 minutes until my hand and back ached like a bitch.

I checked the time and it read 12:35 p.m. I was hungry , but I was too embarrassed to ask Harry for food so I grabbed my phone and I walked out of the dorm to look for the food court.

I couldn't spot the food court from where I was standing so I decided to just wing it and look for it. I walked for about 10 minutes until I found a Panera bread at the corner of the math buildings. Thank god for having the food court open 24/7.

I walked in , embracing the warmness of the bakery.

I ordered a 2 classic grilled cheese and 2 Iced Chai Tea Latté , One for me and for for Harry just incase if he wanted a late night snack.

I walked back to the dorms and I tried to be quite as possible when opening the door.

I sat the meal on the counter , and I are my meal in silence. As I was finishing up I heard the toilet flush.

"Is that you Harry?" I questioned of the suspicious noise.

No one replied so I stood up from where I was sitting and I repeated my question.

"Harry , is that you?"

"Yeah , I was just taking a piss" Harry walked out of the bathroom and I saw his beautiful forest green eyes.

"Oh , I thought it was someone else" I chuckled.

"Is that for me?" Harry questioned at the meal waiting for him.

"Yeah , I just got back from Panera bread and I decided to get you something too"

"Thank you love" He said in his British accent.

We sat down to eat and we talked for a little over and hour. Harry was not an average guy , Harry was actually the opposite of that , he was intrigued by the dead and astonished by the bibles sinister words.

I was intrigued by him , by the way he flipped his soft bouncy curls , by the way he looked me in eyes when he spoke to me , by the way he laughed , I was intrigued by him.

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