Loved You First ! Zarry !

Chapter 18 - H : NO

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John Green -

The darkest nights
produce
the brightest stars


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H

Maybe you hide in the cupboard or under the bed.
I think I can fit in
Come, see me again tomorrow?
Can I ?
Oh yeah!
I have to shop for clothes and stuff for my birthday first, so I will be late.
That's cool, have dinner with us
You don't want to ask your mom
No need, she will be happy to host you
Ok so I will come right after shop
Deal
We bumped our fists in agreement.

I thought about our last interaction before Mom had come to take me back home, without enjoying any of the snacks. But it was getting late, acc. to Mom at least, so I had quickly eaten a samosa before saying goodbye.

He was sad when I was leaving so I told him to enjoy all the Samosas for me. That had made him smile.

I climbed up the stairs, two at a time to his room.

We had shopped all day, Gems, Mom and Dad and me and I had bugged mom to drop me here the moment we had reached home.

"I am here" I happily announced at the door.

He was writing something, situated on his study table.

"Harry !" He chimed, saying my name in his strange way. Mom had said its called British accent.

He always said my name like a song. Stretching it a bit. I liked it.

He offered me some water, I was indeed thirsty, but hadn't realized it.

"You keep a water jug and glasses in your room?" I wondered.

"I kept it for you and also these candies"
He offered me a candy jar. I took the yellow lemon flavored one.

"Thank you" I drank the water and popped candy in my mouth.

I eyed the sketchbook on his study table.

"You want to see inside" He asked.

"Yes please" I nodded excitedly.

There were cartoonish drawings and sketches of many people.

"You did these?" I was amazed.

"Yeah!" He shrugged.

They were beautiful, very clean and some super realistic.

"Could you please draw me too like this?"

"I can try, no promises though and you will have to sit still"
I stopped shaking my legs.

"I can do that"

He decided on a side profile, at least that's what he called it, with the glass panel giant windows in the background. The moon and few stars shining outside.