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"For once I can touch
What my heart used to dream of

Long before I knew
Someone warm like you
Would make my dreams come true"

***

It's decided.

Now that I've kissed Harry I never want to stop.

For all I know we've been stood here for hours, but the only reminder of the real world is Finns commentary from behind us, cheering us on like an enthusiastic soccer mum in the corner.

When we finally pull away from each other, we both just stand there, looking at each other like shy teenagers as if we're still trying to process what happened.

For the moment everything has flooded away from my mind, it's like my life didn't even happen up until this moment, and it's began right here.

Harry blinks at me, looking like I've just ripped the rug out from underneath him.

"You just kissed me" he states, like he's saying it out loud to make sure it's true.

"You just kissed me" he states, like he's saying it out loud to make sure it's true

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I smile at him, looking down shyly and look back up "Yeah...I did"

Harrys brows crease, looking serious like he's processing it until a giddy smile breaks out over his face as he runs his fingers under his lips.

"You kissed me"

I grin at him, nodding and he laughs under his breath, rubbing his hands over his face like he can't believe it

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I grin at him, nodding and he laughs under his breath, rubbing his hands over his face like he can't believe it.

He peeks through his fingers, raising a brow at me "I'm awake right?"

I bite my lip as my grin grows more idiotic and nod "You're awake"

He throws his head back, throwing his fists in the air triumphantly as he sighs in relief "Oh thank fuck for that"

I snort, smacking my hand over my mouth, practically melting over how adorable he is.

His hands drop by his sides, as he just stares at me in affectionate disbelief "What made you...why did you- what changed?"

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