I have something in mind to write! And itâs related to events that happened to me recently. Please be kind since this is only a draft! And tell me if you want more!
The first time Harry Met you in person he was surprised and a bit baffled. He had seen pictures of you before but he didnât expected you to look like this for your both first encounter.
Youâre Cathâs roommate who is a friend of him and Youâve been living with her for almost half a year now and he heard many stories of you through her. Some of them were funny and others heart warming.
He needs to admit right here that when Cath had shown him a picture of you while on a night out, asking him if she should really move in with you, his mind went blank for a second. You looked pretty, that was undeniable, a bit younger than the group of friends and your eyes held something inside that burned into his.
Later that night he tried to find a few more information about you through Instagram, but your profile was private and he wasnât that desperate to get to know you after all. At least not yet.
So when Cath invited him and a few more of their shared friends over to her and your flat to make some pizza and watch a silly movie, he didnât really spend another thought about you.
The group of five were into making the second round of pizza and drowning another bottle of wine when someone finally brought you up and asked why you werenât part of their hangout?
âSheâs got a test tomorrow, so sheâs in her room studying.â Cath explained. Taking another sip of the red liquid.
âWell, But we would like to get to know her. We want to meet the girl our best friend lives withâ Lisa kept rambling on.
âPoor thing will be shocked when she sees your faces preying at her. â Catherine joked.
âIf you donât bring her, I willâ another friend kicks into the conversation.
âYou Nosy people. Give me a second and I will get her â Cath winced.
Harry didnât spend much attention after that to the conversation of the two girls but he did hear your steps nearing and your low laughter about a joke Cath made.
âWell these are the glorious people I call my friendsâ
Harry turns around to that and he swears all blood rushes out of his face.
There you were standing, in a pair of black leggings, light blue fuzzy socks and a big hoodie. Your hair was damp and up in a lose bun, your face bear as you didnât wear any make up.
His eyes bored into your small figure as you made your round shaking everyoneâs hand and introducing yourself.
As you finally stopped by in front of him, his cheeks lit up in a fiery red. All he could do was to whisper his name and to caugh a bit strangely afterward in embarrassment as he shook your hand.
âNice to meet you Harry, Iâm Y/Nâ
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