,, Hey, Romeo? " I say and he looks at me with a surprised look.
,, Yes, Juliet?" he says, a smile appearing on his face, so bright and wide that makes my heart melt. Oh, no.
What happens when a boy with green emerald eyes, and a contagious bright...
*************************** I got a feeling deep inside It's taking, it's taking all I've got Yeah, it's taking it's taking all I've got Cus nobody knows you, baby the way I do And nobody loves you baby the way I do It's been the so long, it's been so long Maybe we're fire proof.
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Lorelai's pov :
After a short while, me and Harry arrive back home. Before we could enter, deep down I was feeling a bit nervous and anxious about all the possible things that could happen, and oh boy, there were a lot of very bad situations just waiting out there, and somehow they always ended up in my life. Obviously, at the worst times.
Honestly,, I don't even know how I manage to get myself into so much drama, even though I hate it. It's like I have a magnet only made for embarrassing situations, drama and anxiety.
I was probably a bit lost in my thoughts, because before opening the door, Harry grabbed me by the waist and slowly whispered in my ear with his deep voice and strong accent :
,, - Stop overthinking, Lorelai ".
Well I'm surely thinking about something else right now, mister Romeo.
As we entered the house I tried to deny it and just pretend like everything was fine , but, as always, it didn't work with Harry.
,,- No, I am not!" I quickly say,, what makes you think that?"
,, - Well, my love," Harry says with a little smirk on his face,, you always play with the ends of your curls and chew on your lip when you're either overthinking" he pauses and licks his lips,, or just thinking about me "
,, - I" my mouth tries to defense myself, but for no good. How does he even know this, I didn't even before he mentioned it.
I guess that all those times he's just being quiet and just looks at the people he's talking to right in the eyes, he's also observing them. Maybe that's why he talks so slowly, but firmly and confidently, he picks out his words, he pays attention to the person's body language and the way they talk. He's so much more profound then he let's out to be.
,, - I - I " he mocks me while smiling as we entered the kitchen,, you - you - you what".
I look over and see my mom smiling at us.
,, - Mom, tell Harry to stop mocking me please "
She lets out a soft laugh, throwing her head back.
,, - Oh my God, I can't believe someone actually left my daughter, Lorelai Summers," she accentuates my name,, without any words left to say, and also, managed to mock her about that. Harry, sweetie, you've got to learn me how to do that"
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