When Izzy looked up and saw me at the window, she immediately blushed and looked away. i chuckled. "Don't you have homework to do?" i asked her. she looked up.
"Don't you?" she said with a raised eyebrow. i chuckled.
"do i look like the kind of the guy who does their homework?" i said smirking. she giggled and shook her head. i smirked. i climbed out of the window and balanced on the ledge and reached forward grabbing onto the tree branch and swinging forward into her bedroom. She rolled her eyes "was that supposed to impress me?" She said.
"Maybe.. Did it work?" I asked her with a smirk on my face. She giggled
"a little bit," she said quietly and I chuckled. She blushed. "Why do you want to talk to me anyway?" She asked me.
I sighed at how insecure she was "because your beautiful,"I said. She shook her head and pulled her sleeves down. I rolled my eyes at her sleeves. I clocked on and grabbed one of her arms and pulled up her sleeve. I had expected it but I was shocked. There were scars all up her arms. They were everywhere. She let a year fall as I pulled her into me as she cried. "I'm Harry by the way," I said and kissed the top of her head. "Izzy," she said