9 CATCHING

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During the second week of summer, I was laying on the swinging seat, Noel on the mattress on the floor. He was looking at the ceiling as he was speaking.

"Have you ever thought about –" He left the end of the sentence hanging in the air.

"About?" I turned around so I could look at him.

He shook his head. "Forget it."

"What is it, Harington?"

He didn't look at me as he said: "Have you ever thought about me as someone you would date?"

I lifted my hand to reach for him but put it back down. "Of course."

"Then why have we never? – Dated I mean."

"I always thought you were too good for me or that you – man, I don't know. Our friendship is so great, and I guess I was always afraid I would ruin it if I ever considered the possibility that all this fun flirting was real and let myself catch feelings for you."

"How the hell am I too good for you?"

"You're this really cool, intriguing person. Your music – and the way you play the cello – and your knowledge about books – and all the pretentious books you read ... I am just so ordinary."

"You really think you're ordinary?" He asked.

I shrugged.

"You are not. Literally, nobody is ordinary. But you especially – you're such a great person. I mean you're really good at what you do. You know so much about politics and foreign affairs that I sometimes feel really stupid when you talk about it and I don't even understand what you say. And I don't care that you blast Ed Sheeran while you're cooking. And your voice is so beautiful, you don't need to play an instrument to be musical. And you are the heart of our group – like if you weren't here, we would've never become friends in the first place. Can you imagine me and David meeting up for – what exactly? Gosh, you're so far from ordinary and I don't want to hear you belittle yourself like this one more time."

The smile on my face grew bigger and bigger. "I know a way you could make me shut up."

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