8. School's Back in Session
**two months later**
"harry, i.....i don't wanna go back to school. i want to spend every minute with you. i need you." i say, tears rolling down my cheeks.
"Babe, i promise i'll be there everyday after you finish classes so we can spend the night together, and once the week's over; we have two days all to ourselves, isn't that good?" i sigh.
"yes, but....."i was cut off by him placing his lips softly on mine. i was reminded of our first date, all over again. it was perfect, just like the first time. once we pulled away, Harry intertwined his fingers with mine.
"shall we get you ready, my love?" he said, leading me to my room.
"i think we should." i said, stressing the 'we'. Harry wanted me to have the perfect outfit on. he tried my white t-shirt, with jeans and a dandilion yellow cardigan. after 50 other outfits, he had and idea. he spent the night at my house, so he had his clothes from his gig here. what was he doing. he rushed back and gave me his signature navy blue blazer.
"try it on? please?" he said like a little kid, giving me puppydog eyes.
"sure thing, Hazz," i tried it on, and it was perfect. i wore the blazer over a white t-shirt and my black skinny jeans. it was perfect.