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Moving To England

Twenty-Nine



*Harry’s POV*
*Morning*


Slowly and reluctantly, I uncover my face. I blink, close my eyes, and blink again. Streaks of sunlight penetrate the window and blind me. I sit up, drag my feet off the bed, and rub my knuckles onto my eyes. I stretch my arms above my head and yawn. I watch my legs dangle above the off-white polyester carpet.

I tried to recall the memories from last night.

‘I swear there something important I had told myself before I fell asleep.’ I, though, unable to remember anything after dropping Destiny off. Any important thought or declaration I had made after that moment was lost to me.

“Probably not that important.” I thought out loud, shrugging it off.

*Destiny’s POV*
*Two Months Later*


The next two months after Louis’s party, passed by smoothly. It was not the first week of November.

Melody wasn't around much, we still hung out now and then. We were still good friends, but she spent most of her time with Justin since they’ve begun dating.

The girls and I have become more than just friends. We were now practically sisters. There is not a thing that we do not tell one another. We were there for each other through thick and thin. This caused me to slowly forget about my friends back in Canada.

On top of that, the girls were back with her former exes – Harry’s friends after they had broken up with their slutty girlfriends. The majority of the time now, Harry even ignored Amanda.

The ten of us (Harry, his friends, me and my friends) became very close friends.

Over the past months, Harry and I have become incredibly close. He often came over to my house, when his parents came over. We often played video games, with my winning, more than half the time. When I wasn’t winning, I had let him win, to even out the score. We even went to simple parties together, listened to music, watched TV or just simply hang out and talked. We would go out for little ice cream trips, bowling or walks through parks. Harry, usually, walked me to all my classes. He and his friends would join the girls and me for lunch.

We were practically inseparable … as friends, though. Thus, being the reason I decided to push away my feelings for him, I wasn’t about to ruin anything. Plus, I doubt he would want a relationship anyway. He was still into the whole sleeping around with other girls.
Recently I noticed that I’ve begun to put a lot of my trust into him, just as he did with me.

Once, about two weeks ago, he had an ultrasound, and I was with him through the whole thing. Plus, he became a lot more dependant on me – I usually found him in my room after he had a fight with one of his friends, or parents, or when anything got him down. I was always there to pick up his spirits. On top of that, I helped him with his homework, somehow, together, we managed to make studying fun.

The closer I grew to Harry, the more my feelings for him increased. Pretty soon, I found myself in love with the curly boy next door.

I haven't ever felt this way before … but I like the feeling of being in love.

Obviously, I made sure I didn’t get ahead of myself … love can be very dangerous.

Notes

Comments

Woah! I just finished reading the whole story. I absolutely love it! Can't wait to start on your second story. Keep up the great work!

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