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Harry's POV.
A too much familiar boy enters the room and I narrow my eyes. He has roses in his hands and his hair are wet. His trench is fancy, along with his jeans and his boots. He looks like a model from magazine, as his eyes meet us. He looks friendly when he glares at Damien but his smile almost drops when he takes into my appearance.
''Nathan?'' Damien says and a smirk plays on his face as he moves towards the guest. '' what are you doing over here? It's been ages since the last time you showed up.'' I feel like a third wheel right now, but Damien isn't doing it on propose, he looks just surprised and happy to see his old friend, which looks around twenty, maybe twenty-two.
''Old Fitz called. He said Grace wasn't quite fine and I just thought, I may use it as an excuse to show up at my favourite Fitz's house'' yeah, imagine what would have happened if I wasn't here. I can only guess the reason behind his roses. I'm sure he bought them for Damien, he looks like the kind of man who adores flowers. Note the sarcasm.
''Oh Mr. McAllister?'' Talia smiles too. why am I the only one who doesn't get confetti all around him when he steps in? I'm jealous...really jealous now. ''What a pleasure'' Nathaniel just wraps his arms around the old woman who blushes and pulls away seconds after. They seem to know him very well. And I look like a ghost.
He's tall and skinny, much taller than me, which is quite scaring. Anyway, I make my way towards them and Damien moves aside.
''Oh Harry, come and meet my old friend. I used to be his teacher once'' Nathan sharps his gaze but pulls his hand out anyway, if I take it, I'm going to hurt him, if I don't take it, I will look rude, and in a world where appearances are the only thing that counts, I need all the points possible to achieve at Grace's heart. Especially if I'm right and Old Fitz is organizing an arrangement between my Grace and this pesky boy.
''We already met'' Nathan says and I shake his hand anyway just a bit hard. so hard that he cringes and I hear his bones slightly crack. What a shame. He doesn't say anything and take his hand out of my hold. What a baby.
''You sure?'' I lie '' I do not recall you?'' Damien sends me a really hateful gaze, but Nathan just laughs along. He's charming, but I won't admit it out loud, ever.
''He's joking'' I wasn't but. Whatever. '' By the way, is it inappropriate if I ask you where your sweet Grace is? I'm here for her after all'' Damien giggles and places a hand on Nathan's shoulder before shaking his head.
''N-'' I interrupt him, because I don't want him to go any near Grace, never again.
''Well, actually yes. She's tired and trying to rest. '' Damien frowns and narrows his eyes at me. I adore pissing him off, to be honest. He's quite funny when he looks at me as he wants to rip my balls and make me eat them.
''Oh, c'mon. I'm sure my daughter is not sleeping. Come Nathan'' I follow them with my hands in my pockets and stop them before they can open the door.
