I fall in love easily. I fall in love everywhere - on the tube, in interviews, stopped at a red light, during concerts, while I'm working and while I'm relaxing. It's a sensation that comes over me very easily. I almost never fall in love with looks...
It has been two weeks since Harry kissed me. Two weeks since New Year's. We haven't talked about it. It wasn't like we were avoiding the topic entirely, but we were very eager to focus on other things, like the album artwork and the booklet that I was putting together. The record was set to come out on Harry's birthday, February 1st.
"Would you like to see the photographs I picked?", I knocked on the door of Harry's bedroom, with my laptop in hand, and found him sprawled across the floor with his headphones on. He got startled once he noticed me standing at the door, and quickly paused the music.
"When are you going to let me hear the record in its entirety?", I'd only heard snippets when I'd go into the studio to capture some candid moments, but he still hadn't played me the whole thing.
"When it's perfect. Let's see what you've got."
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