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Chapter 9

Harry's Pov-:

I stared down at the floor and heard the door swing open, a pair of feet stopped in front of me and I confusedly furrow my brow, since when do thirty year old's wear black converse?

I chuckled to myself before slowly lifting my head to be met with a pair of blue grey eyes. My eyes were widened and my breath was caught in my throat at the sight in front of me.

Jessica's Pov-:

I wearily opened the door to be met with a head of floppy curls staring at the floor, I stepped forward and was right about to clear my throat before he chuckled and slowly looked up.

His green eyes locked with mine and slowly grew wide, I bit my lip trying to stifle a laugh doing a terrible job, but if this is the way he greets all people he meets for the first time with widened eyes and an agape mouth, then someone needs to tell him it's not polite.

He must have noticed the look of amusement on my face as he blushed slightly and coughed awkwardly, I held in another giggle as I leaned my head against the door frame.

Seeing no signs of him introducing himself anytime soon, I stretched my hand out towards him, "Hi i'm Jessica, and i'm guessing your....... uhm Harry?" I say with a smile.

He locks eyes with me again and shakes my hand smiling slightly. I instantly feel a weird tingle up my arm as our hands touch, I ignore it and shake it off as nothing.

I meet his eyes again, "yes that would be me, sorry about umm before I-I- was expecting a thirty year old" he says with a nervous chuckle rubbing his neck.

"Well i'm no thirty year old so looks like your stuck with me" I laugh, he laughs along with me as two very prominent dimples make a brief appearance along with his smile.

"No it's not that, I just assumed because most of my mums friends are middle aged women so I just thought-"

 "no need to explain, I get it, I probably would have had the same assumption if I were you"

"Well love, my mum said you needed some help with your bags?" , I nod my head and blush at the name "love", I quickly turn around hoping he doesn't notice, but as soon as I hear a soft chuckle behind me, I know he did.

Harry's Pov-:

She nods her head and blushes, quickly turning around probably hoping I didn't see, but I did. I shake my head and softly chuckle at her bashfulness before following her into the small home.

I walk into the house and spot her bags lined up beside the door, "just this stuff here?" I ask her, she nods her head and I swiftly pick up the duffel and the suitcase.

Walking over to my car, I quickly put them into the trunk and head back to the door. I watch as she struggles to hold her guitar, bag, phone and keys all at once.

I smile before grabbing the guitar and her phone so she can lock the door.

She locks it and turns around, I hand her the white iPhone and continue walking down the path towards the car holding her guitar.

I look down at the old guitar that still seems to hold it's beauty, the worn out marks giving it a vintage feel. So that means those were her guitar strums I was hearing from outside the door before.

I carefully place the guitar beside her other bags in the trunk and close it. I unlock the car and head over to the driver's side as she hops into the passenger's seat.

Starting up the car, I reverse out of the driveway and turn onto the road.

Jessica's Pov-;

Harry slowly drives down the busy street back to Suzanne's house and I take the quick opportunity to take in his appearance.To say the least he did not look any where close to what I expected, I should have guessed that since Suzanne was so beautiful her son would probably follow suit.

On his head he had a flop of curls that I found very cute, his jaw was defined and his lips were plump and soft looking. The faint indent of where his dimples appear can still be seen even when he's not smiling, and those eyes, his ever so captivating eyes had to be my favorite part.

I feel as if I could probably get lost looking at them, they were almost like pools of deep green that you could drown in, as cliche as it sounds it's true

Upon his arms littered a variety of tattooed works that eventually disappeared under the sleeves of his rolled up flannel, where more of the intriguing works probably hid under.

My eyes slowly travelled back up to his face where I noticed his brows were furrowed in concentration on the road ahead of him and his lips held a small pout as his hands clenched the steering wheel.

"You know love, it's not polite to stare" he says as a smirk slowly graces it's way onto his lips. I scoff, "oh is that so, what was it you were doing at my front door?" I fire back with a small smirk.

He looks taken back for a minute before quickly recovering, "at least I wasn't ogling you and inspecting your face, now I know its hard to keep your eyes away love but, have some self control will you?" he replies with a lop sided smile.

"Cocky bastard" I mutter under my breath.

"Don't be rude now love" he says looking over at me letting out a teasing laugh along with the appearance of his dimples.

I turn and look out the window fighting my own laughter back before eventually caving in and letting out a small laugh shaking my head.

Hey guys I know you don't particularly like when I switch Pov's so much but I wanted you guys to understand their thoughts from both of their perspectives when they meet so I kinda had too:) I wanted to know if you can do me a favor and get this chapter to 8-10 votes and I will post the next one:) Thank you guys so much!!!:) it would mean a lot, anyways looks like Harry is a cocky bastard eh?? well I had to fit in his cheekiness and cockiness somewhere right? well enjoy this chapter and please vote, vote,vote and comment cause' I love reading them:) Btw if you wanna know what jessica looks like, there is a pic of her on the side:) You guys are amazing! xx.

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