ON HOLD
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"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...
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This week has been amazing with Harry.
I relish the little things we do together. We haven't hung out besides in class or at our new spot. We've been meeting at a small cafe on campus every day before class, grabbing a coffee as an excuse to spend more time together. Also, we haven't kissed this entire week or touched each other as I want to.
Every time we were together it's in public and I'm not sure how comfortable he'd be if I just kissed him. Or if I am. I think it'd make things all too real and I'm not sure if I'm ready for that. Even though Harry has been making me happier it doesn't mean all of my doubts and insecurities have magically vanished. I wish they would but unfortunately, that's not how life works.
All that my brain could process at the moment was that I liked being around Harry, he made me feel safe, and could easily calm me down. Talking with him was effortless and everything about him made my stomach flutter. Past those feelings, I had no fucking clue what I was feeling or what was going on in my head. I'm doing my best not to dwell on it and just figure it out as I go.
It was Saturday night and I was eagerly getting ready for the party Harry was bringing me to. I wanted to impress him so of course, I chose a dress that would make his cheeks turn pink, just the way I liked them. I looked at myself in the mirror admiring how the light pink dress I had on that was scattered with silver rhinestones. It hugged my curves perfectly, I felt so confident.
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I ran my hands through my hair fluffing it to make sure I looked good. Knocking at the door caught my attention and I froze for a second wishing Jolene wasn't already at the party with Daisy so she could answer the door for me. I got nervous around Harry which rarely happened to me with anyone. I slowly walk towards the door opening it to reveal Harry looking perfect as ever.
He was wearing a simple white t-shirt with black skinny jeans and converse, his look was simple but mouthwatering. I finally meet his eyes after scanning his entire body to see him doing the same to me. "Holy shit Angel," he gaped staring back at me now. I giggle at his response turning to grab my phone and clutch quickly then closing the door behind me, "You look really good H."
