Why the Feelings

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You Can Let Go Of Her If You Want To

But

You Can Kiss Away her pain

The Fluffy towel was wrapped round the petite body of Annaliese . She was looking through her tons of clothes searching for a best dress to wear for the dinner . She gotta impress Harry's friends and maybe him too . She picked a grey crop top , the top dangling from from her hands as she looked at it with her eyebrows furrowed .

" And this will go with ..... "

She dragged the last latter as her eyes trailed from the top to the jeans and skirts .

" A Black skirt ? that will go well with that "

She jumped lightly totally startled , she turned around , her eyes widening as she looked at the boy who startled her . She blushed as she clutched the black fluffy towel in her tiny hands against her chest .

Harry coughed lightly pointing at her

" That's my towel "

Annaliese blushed deeper red as she looked down , tightening her grip on the towel .

" Do you want it ? " she mumbled not looking up at him , her eyes fixed on the floor . Harry sighed as he pushed himself of the door

" Now that would be bad of me to take that away , But next time , do wrap Your towels , and i guess that's not a hard job to do right ? " Harry said as he turned around leaving her stunned .

' I cant belive , i can look this pretty ? ' She thought out loud looking at her self in the the full length mirror ( ) .A grey crop top with a black skirt that reached her knees .

Twirling as she giggled . She sure looked good , just with the simple dressing , her prettines peeking through the dress . She let her hair down after brushing it and put some eyeliner under her eyelids and on top at the very edge . She puckered up her lips as she applied a light pink lipglose . She smiled in the mirror looking at her lastly .

Her girls hormones were showing tonight . She picked black heels and slids her feet in it . Walking around the walk in closet , as she tried to check herself as if to see that she can walk in them or not . She dosent want to trip infront of Harry's friends . that would be another reason to be hated and to be laughed on . But it looks like she is doing great at being a fancy rich girl .

She head out and walked in thier shared room , seeing Harry's back , who was busy brushing his hair . He looked in the mirror as he notinced the girl in a really simple but beautifull outfit . The curves showing perfectly . Her body was pretty , no doubt , her hip were small but perky , her chest was more pretty thing to notice , the curves at her sides and her thighs just made it hard to say she was a slave back there . . A smile plastered on her face as she stood in the middle of the room just looking at the back muscles of Harry . Harry took a sharp breath as he put the brush down not breaking his staring . Turning around , he stared at the girl up and down . She was looking hot , the more you stare you will accept that .

She was breath taking , thats no doubt .

Harry was wearing a simiple black dress shirt , and dark black skinny jeans and not to forget his signature brown boots . His hair in a quiff , but a few hairs tangled on his ear . His cheeks were flushed as he caught himself staring at the girl longer than he thought he will ever look at her like this . He never thought he will spare a glace at the girl with something his willness .

Harry coughed lightly as he picked his phone and keys .

" We should be get going now " Harry sighed as he headed out , the girl following him .

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