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Ayeee how's it going🌮

The first time I saw Riley was at Harry's house.

He always went on about his younger sister. I'd seen photos - knew she was beautiful. But no picture could ever do her justice.

Her hair was brown at the time. Much the same colour as Harry's. She was wearing these tiny pink work out shorts, and a big arctic monkeys shirt. On her feet were some horrible, bright orange fuzzy socks.

I didn't believe there could be anything as beautiful as her in that moment, smiling as she greeted us all with Harry's arm around her shoulder.

It didn't get better. The more I saw her, the worse it got.

When I was with my other girlfriends, I thought I understood what people meant when they talked about loving someone with your whole heart.

I thought I knew.

Until I began to really love Riley.

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