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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