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Harry and I have spent a lot of time together these past few weeks. We've almost know each other for two months.

I would say we're close, but I'm not really sure. I would definitely consider him my close friend.

We were in the way to go over to Mitch's house. He was having a little get together. All of the band would be there. Some of their other friends I believe as well.

"Now are you positive that you're alright with this?" Harry kept his eyes in the road as he drove. I took a deep breath, really thinking about the answer.

"I'll be fine," I kept my eyes on the road too. I was trying to focus on different things. I felt someone staring at me.

I turned my head to Harry. He was looking at me with his eyebrows raised.

"Seriously," I cracked a smile and smacked his arm. "I can make my own decisions," I raised my eyebrows and nodded my head.

"Sadie you ask your rabbit if things sound like good ideas," He gave me an unamused look.

"I- Well," He did make a good point. "I like to father input about the decisions I make. I like to know what I'm doing is smart," Ha.

"It's a rabbit!" Harry cackled loudly. "I can't take you seriously when you try to justify talking to animals," Harry had a bright smile on his face.

I found myself often getting mesmerized but the small features on Harry's face. The deep dimples that carved into his face when he smiled, the small scar on his chin that was only visible if you really pay attention, the scar in his eyelid that I just recently noticed, and so many other things.

Even though these things were technically flaws, I only saw them as perfect. There was not a single thing about this man that I could talk negatively about.

Even his narcissism was attractive.

The car suddenly pulled to a stop and I was snapped back to reality.

"We have arrived," Harry said in a sophisticated accent.

He got out of the car and started walking around, towards my side. He opened the door and held out his hand.

"Why thank you sir," I mocked his British accent as I grabbed his hand. He pulled me out of the car and smiled sweetly.

We walked up to the white door and Harry knocked before walking in.

I felt Harry's hand touch my back lightly as we walked into the house. Thought the gesture was small, it was comforting.

Harry and I walked through the house. I could hear people talking as we made our way to the backyard.

As soon as we walked onto the patio, Mitch's head turned in our direction. The biggest smile formed on his face as he stood up. He walked towards us and opened up his arms wide. Harry smiled widely and wrapped his arms around Mitch.

"So," Harry pulled away from Mitch and placed his hands on his shoulders. "What did she say?" I was even anxious for the answer.

"She said yes," I couldn't help, but let out an excited squeel. I clapped my hands together in front of me.

"What did I tell you," Harry punched Mitch's shoulder. Mitch's cheeks grew red as we cheered him on.

"Sadie hey!" I heard an excited yell and looked over. Sarah was waving me over as she smiled widely. I looked at Harry and he nodded.

"Go ahead," Harry put a hand on my back, pushing me softly towards Sarah. I walked nervously over to Sarah. She was sitting next to a girl with an eccentric hair cut.

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