Rose Tattoos | H.S (discontinued)

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Harry decided to drop the conversation about the whole "artistically inclined" topic.

To which I respect and will no longer push him past his breaking point. I just hope I'm not the reason his face turned gloomy because of what I said.

So in order to lowkey make it up him, I asked if he wanted to join me in a little adventure the Frostbite Creamery. Known for their sweet treats at low prices.

When I mentioned it, his face lit up like a child who was told they're going to the park for the day.

And now here we stand behind a short line of people, thinking about what we should order.

"All looks way too good," Harry sighed. He couldn't choose between getting an ice cream cone, yogurt, or go for some hot foods. "What do you usually get here?"

"I usually get the Kiwi Cutie smoothie, but I think today I want to get the Watermelon Sugar one. It's new and it looks pretty!"

He looked to where I pointed on the menu above the register and nodded, saying that he would the same.

After I ordered and paid for the both of us, we sat at an empty booth beside the window getting a clear view of the outside.

"It's a lovely day today." Harry rested his head on the palm of his hand as he watched people drive to who knows where.

"I bet sunset is going to look so pretty later on," I commented.

"Two Watermelon Sugar smoothies!" The barista called out. Both Harry and I slid halfway out of the booth, silently arguing with who should get our drinks.

"Allow me," He said. I nodded at him and laughed at how long it was taking us to choose who gets it.

He came back and slid my drink smoothly at me, it surprised me how it didn't spill all over my lap.

"Oh, this is sweet," Harry said scrunching his face after taking a large sip of the watermelon smootie.

"But I like it." He whispered, leaning down to take another sip through the straw.

I took a sip after he did and once the flavor hit my taste buds, my eyes widened at how good it is. It's definitely better than the usual tart drink I get here and I'm never one to go for sweet drinks but this one hits differently.

In all honesty, Harry looks so content with himself right now. His full attention is on the pink drink as he plays with it with the straw in his mouth.

I couldn't help but smile at how cute he looked, so I brought my attention out the window and saw how bright noon time is. Now I really want to go see the Golden Hour, I wonder if Harry would be willing to come to the perfect destination with me to watch the sun go down.

"Hey Harry," I said slightly above a whisper.

His eyes twinkled when he looked at me. It was probably because he's having a sugar high, since he was already half way done with his smoothie.

"Do you want to come with me to the Flora Garden later on? I have a good feeling that Golden Hour is going to be... golden."

Harry smiled widely.

"I would love to Bella, how about we meet at the entrance at around 4:30?"

"Sounds like a plan, I'll see you in a couple of hours."

Him and I left to our own paths before we meet again at the place we both love.