I slept surprisingly well that night. I had been having a few sleepless nights lately, with everything that was going on with the boys and with Bim. So after working from early morning, getting exhausted about the whole Bim and the boys-thing, getting to bed was the absolute best thing that I could do.
There was one thing I was a little sad about right before I fell asleep though. Bim, moving out. She wasn't there, and I knew that she wouldn't be there when I woke up either. But I knew I only had myself to blame for that.

"Oh no.." I groaned, when the alarm clock started to beep the next morning.

But then I decided to think posetive. It was not like I was in the military, I was actually on my dream-college. Get your lazy butt up, and keep chasing your dream, I thought.
After a quick shower, I picked out a cozy outfit I had been dying to wear even since I bought it. When I was putting it on, I was starting to remember. I had bought it with Sarah, in her favourite mall. It was my birthday that day, and she had just bought me an ice cream, before we came to Bik Bok. I remember snapping the clothes the first second I saw them, and we both went into the changing room.

"Does it look good?" I asked, turning around to see the outfit from every angle.

"Relax, it looks beautiful. You look beautiful."

I turned around to face her. She was smiling. God, I loved her so much.

"I think I'm gonna buy this." I said.

"No, let me buy it for you!"

"What? No! You've already payed for the ice cream, and the lunch. It's not fair!"

"Stop it." She smiled. "It's your birthday."

"I'm still buying it!"

The flashback of Sarah made my heart ache. I missed her more than ever.
Suddenly, it knocked on the door. I flinched, and almost dropped my phone.

"One second!" I shouted and swiftly kicked some underwear under a chair.

I opened the door. The person I was now facing was tall, had dark, curly hair and light green eyes, and stood with his hands behind his back.

"Goodmorning, girlfriend." Harry said with a charming smile.

"You really like to say that, don't you?" I smiled.

"I like this whole "girlfriend and boyfriend"-idea itself, very, very much." He growled.

Like his smile and his very sexy clothes wasn't enough, after the raspy morning-voice had spoken, he took out a bouquet of roses.

"H-Harry, these are.. beautiful!" I stuttered as he gave them to me.

"Everything for my girl."

Then I suddenly remembered. I wasn't done with my makeup. I probably must look like hell, I thought.

"Ehm, Harry.. Can you just, you know, wait outside, maybe?"

"No, I wanna come in."

I looked panicked at him.

"Relax, I won't rape you." He laughed and walked in.

But right before he passed me, he stopped, and whispered:

"Only if you'd want me to."

He then chuckled and walked in. As fast as I could, I started to do my makeup. Once in a while, I leaned my head out of the bathroom-door to check on him, and to see what he was doing. He was just sitting on my bed, with his phone. When I finally was finished, I put all my makeup in my makeup-bag, and walked out to him.

"Where are your roommate?" Harry suddenly asked.

I froze. What could I say? The truth? Or should I make the whole situation easier by lying? Lucky me, Harrys question wasn't finished.

"Is she already downstairs? Because if it is that way, I dont understand. I don't get up this early at all."

"That's because you're closer to the classroom." I smiled.

"Okay, we guys don't go up this early." He corrected himself.

"And that's because you don't have long hair and a face to paint." I laughed. "Let's go, you nucklehead."

"Alright, girlfriend." He smirked.

"Are you going to say that all week? Because the boys will flip out." I laughed and locked the door.

"I'm planning to." He said and grabbed my hand.

He slowly brought me closer to him. He took a few steps backwards, so he was leaning against the wall, with me near him. It really reminded me of the first moment we kissed. But honestly, I wasn't very excited to kiss him now. I mean, I had the boys to think about this time. Even though the rules said that I could kiss whoever I wanted, it didn't feel right now. Imagine how much a few days can make a difference. I knew that I had secrety been wanting Harry for so long, so when I was finally standing there in the hallway with him, a few days ago, everything seemed perfect. Why didn't it now?
Harrys hand brought my chin up, since it was not pointing to the floor.

"Harry.." I whimpered.

Then I forced myself to look into his eyes. And everything changed. His eyes were even more breathtaking when you stood closer. His green-grey, light, beautiful diamonds. They were so honest, so deep, and so concerned. He gently loosened his grip around me. The feelings he sent through his eyes, was pure love. They were asking me if I were okay. Because let's face it. Harry was the party-boy, the sex-type, and the very flirty one. But when he saw something wasn't okay, he wouldn't make me do it. My respect for him grew a thousand miles, as he gave me a "are you okay?"-smile. And then, right in that moment, I just couldn't resist. Screw everything, I thought and crashed my lips at his. The kiss I gave him didn't last very long though, it was just a quick kiss that felt like forever. The warm lingering, feeling he gave me, was almost as sweet as the taste of his lips. It was the best morning-kiss ever.

Notes

Hi guys! Sorry for the "short" chapter. I'm just really tired. By the way, something big happened, or at least I think so! I am on the "popular"-list!! Well, to be exact, I'm number 96! Not bad for a story like mine! And by that, I mean, a story that is written by a 14-year old swedish girl, haha. There you got some information about me, lol. I just thought I would share you guys the news. Love, A.

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