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His little dimples, I -

Emily's POV

"I'm off to school,mum!" I call,jogging down the carpeted staircase.

"Alright,need anything? Want me to drop you of today ,love?" She questions,grabbing a drink of water.

I shrug,holding my bag close to me shoulders .
"I'm actually walking,with Harry today..Like always?" I answer,a smile appearing on my face at the mention of his name.

She raises an eyebrow,before smiling,
"You and Harry,have been spending a lot more time together,haven't you?"

"I.." "I guess,you could say that.." I answer, biting my lip.

Definitely did not want to explain my relationship with him, to her right now.

I'm unclear about it myself, to be honest..

I shift from heel to heel,as she continues to give me funny looks.

"Okay,okay,I won't keep you any longer, now off you go" she laughs,shooing me away.

I laugh along with her,before giving her a kiss on the cheek,and practically running out the door.

Almost 4 months,and I'm still running off, just to be on time to see him..

As I walked down the quiet street,just me and my thoughts,I begin to think about yesterday.

Oh,I'll never forget about that..

I've never pulled a stunt like that.

Ever.

Initiating,a kiss?!

Never done that.

Trust me.

But,god did I enjoy it.

Every time I kissed Harry,it was like the first time.
Butterflies and everything.
He just makes me feel some kinda way,that I can't explain.

Cliche, I know..But,its true.

Everytime he walks into a room,my stomach flutters.

No,really it feels like my insides are doing bloody cartwheels.

But,I loved it.

Was I still nervous around him?

Yes.

Is it an uncomfortable feeling,of nervousness?

Definitely not.

It was a comfortable feeling of nervousness, as weird as it sounds.
I oddly liked the fact that he makes me feel that way.

God,I'm just talking nonsense, aren't I?

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I make my way up to his door,giving it a knock.
I wait for a couple of seconds,tapping my foot against the ground.

I'm about to knock again,when he answers the door.

Without a shirt.

It's not like I haven't seen a guy,without a shirt before.

But,its Harry.

Harry.

In knew he had tattoos, but I've never really seen the ones, scattered across his chest and abdomen.

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