Chapter 8 Brooke
Okay, I started to regret calling him a douche bag. He was actually acting nice. And it was really sweet of him to offer to walk me to class. I wonder if he could tell I was nervous.. I looked up at him.. Was I that short that I had to look up? Harry opened his mouth as If he was trying to find the words to say.
"Would you like to go on a date with me sometime?" Harry asked
I honestly didn't know what to say to him. I wanted to say yes. He was almost perfect and according to Harmony, he could sing.
"And what would we do on this date?" I asked
"Well you did just move here.. Maybe a little tour of Cheshire?" He said
He smiled at me. I never noticed he had dimples. They were cute until I noticed his eyes which completely over ruled the dimples. Harry's eyes were this light green but it was a deep green at the same time. It was quite memorizing.
"That sounds incredible!" I said in awe
Harry smiled as we walked into the Biology room. He grabbed my hand intertwining out fingers.
"There's an open spot next to me." Harry replied still grasping my hand.
"Its yours if you want it."
