you once said; h.s.

7.

the next night at around 8:00, i went outside to my smoking spot only to find harry standing there. i blew a puff of smoke out of my mouth as i sat between the railroad tracks. i was hoping he wouldn't be here, but at the same time kind of wishing he was.
"hi." i said under my breath.
"hello, love. what have you been up to today?" he asked, whilst forming perfect smoke rings with his mouth.
"i had lunch and went shopping with my best friend. what about you?" i spoke, getting close to his face, inhaling the smoke rings. i watched his lips curl into a cheeky smile.
"well, i went to mcdonalds and then hung out with my hood rats." he laughed.
"very nice." i smiled, for the first time in awhile. we talked for hours, about stupid little things. like the way my mom never calls me, or the way that harry's dad died when he was just a boy. we talked about the even smaller things, about my piano, about his guitar. how i had a fetish for gamers, and how he was one himself.
the next day i woke up in the morning to a strange text.
"hello, love. -E xX"
"who would this be?"
"i'm your secret admirer."
"tell me who you are, or i'll call the cops, i've had this happen one too many times."
"don't worry sweetheart."
*** (so many time changes i'm sorry)***
the next day i decided to go to the book store. i quickly shoved my hair in a bun and practically ran to my car. i was craving new literature.
arriving at barnes & noble was like arriving in heaven. the new book smell and coffee filled my senses with delight. i walked inside to the starbucks, sat down and opened my phone. more texts.

"you know, you should meet me sometime and then maybe i'll leave you alone."

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ur all super cute ok? ily.
there will be an update later today, but it'll be something good because there most likely won't be an update again until after christmas.