"Chapter 4
I haven't uploaded in a couple of days because I wanted to see if people were actually reading it or not lol. :) but yeah, sorry guys, I am not the best when it comes to writing in Harry's perspective because I'm American and it's hard for me to type and think of a dialogue fit for a British person (using the correct terminology and such). Please bare with me :) hope you like this fan fic so far. Add it to your reading list, pass it on, vote, or comment! Let me know what you think. :) xo, LC
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Lauren's POV
WOW. This hug is phenomenal! It's totally cliché but it feels as if the world was spinning and it was only Harry and I at the mall; there were sparks in my stomach, my knees were weak, and I felt as if I was floating on the clouds. This simple hug is more than I can ever ask for. I don't know why, but it just feels so right hugging him and conversing with him for the past hour. Call me crazy, but I feel like he's the puzzle piece that completes me. Maybe he could be the one. Caught up in my own thoughts I questioned why I'm such a hopeless romantic. Ugh, well I guess I could blame it on the sappy love stories from Nicholas Sparks. Snapping out of my thoughts, I let go of his hug only to meet those captivating green eyes, those luscious curls, and those biceps of his. Not to mention that smile of his that could make any girl melt (which I mentally did), but I played it off as if it didn't phase me. As much I didn't want to leave, duty calls and I have to go back to work.
"Well thank you for the lunch, but unfortunately, I have to get back to work. It was nice meeting you Harry!"
"Likewise, but Lauren....see you soon?"
Trying to sound as nonchalantly as I possibly could I responded with a simple, "Yeah, okay. Well bye!" and walked off. But all I want..." http://wattpad.com/story/1392774
