Harry was becoming more comfortable with me, he didn't seem like he was going to pass out when I spoke to him anymore.I was glad he was opening up to me, I liked talking to him, it felt safe. After the party on Saturday, I took his phone and gave him my number, we have been talking ever since. It was random things, nothing too interesting but everything with him was easy.
It just flowed.
When we had our class together I would purposely brush my knee against his or touch his hand, I did it to make him blush. Which was now my favorite thing to do, it made the time pass by quicker.
It was now Thursday night and I was supposed to have already left with Liam to go to our mother's house but I just couldn't do it. I needed one more day of freedom before I headed to hell. I knew she would be pissed but I cannot even fathom spending two days there let alone three.
That's why I've decided instead of skipping classes tomorrow for my wretched mother I would have some actual fun.
That decision is what led me to text Harry while I was laying in bed about to drift off to sleep.
To Harry - 11:50 pm
Hey H, do you have any plans tomorrow?
I become a little nervous after pressing send, I didn't think about if he would be okay with not going to his classes tomorrow.
Maybe he's already asleep. I groan feeling stupid, Harry was very smart and his work ethic always amazed me.
He probably wouldn't want to miss his lectures.
From Harry - 11:53 pm
Only if they involve you, Angel.
I must have the biggest smile on my face because Jolene shifts on her bed asking, "Who's got you all smiley? Haven't seen you like that in a long time babe."
I turn to her toning down my smile, "I'm not all smiley, I was just talking to Harry. No big deal" Jo giggled at me shaking her head like I'm full of shit.
I look back to my phone to answer Harry ignoring her gaze.
To Harry - 11:54 pm
Good, I'm taking you to the beach tomorrow. I'll be by to pick you up bright and early for sunrise.
From Harry - 11:55 pm
Demanding little thing aren't you? Are you taking me on a date? (:
To Harry - 11:56 pm
I get what I want.
I avoid his question because I'm unsure of its answer.
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FanfictionON HOLD // "What do you want to drink, angel?" He whispered in my ear as goosebumps rose all over my skin. I roll my eyes at him secretly adoring the nickname he's chosen for me. "Haven't I told you, Harry, that's not my name?" He gives me a genuin...