"Alright, what should we do next?" Harry asked as we exited a very small cafe. I shrugged. Harry chuckled and pulled his phone from his pocket. He typed something into his phone then looked around the square we were in. I lifted my eyebrow at him as he smiled and took my hand again. "This way." HE said pulling me to cross the street.
I gazed up in awe as we came to an old church. The windows were stained glass that seemed brighter than it should for the age of the brick holding it up. I turned to Harry with wide eyes. He smiled and pulled me along. I gripped his hand tightly and followed him.
"We can't go in because it's under restoration but I figured you'd like to see it." Harry murmured to me. I didn't reply. I laid my head on his shoulder and stared at the building in front of me. Harry released my hand then put his arm over my shoulders. I leaned into him, placing my hand on his chest. WE stood there for a good few minutes before I lifted my camera from around my neck. I placed the view finder to my eye and took a picture of the main entrance, the windows, magnificent spires and then the wonderful man I was standing next to. Harry chuckled and let his head drop. I took another picture of him. I tried to keep a straight face as I checked the photo in the camera's screen. I loved that smile. The shy, boyish smile he wore when he was embarrassed and looking at his feet.
Harry and I walked the streets hand in hand, not looking for any place to visit just taking in the city. I smiled when I saw an older couple, maybe in their seventies. They were sitting on a bench together, their legs touching and fingers intertwined. She rested her forehead against his jaw. Her eyes were closed like she was just enjoying his proximity. I released Harry's hand and walked up to them.
"Bonjourno." I spoke softly causing them to look up at me. She smiled as did he.
"Bonjourno." His voice sounded like a hum with how deep and smooth it was.
"May I take your photo? You two look so lovely." I asked politely. I turned my head and noticed Harry watching me with his hands in his pockets and a gleam in his eye. He tussled his hair to move it out of his face then smiled weakly at me.
"Of course." The woman grinned. I thanked them then backed up a little. I knelt down as they returned to the position they were in. I took a few photos then stood. I stepped closer to the couple and thanked them once again. The woman laid her hand on mine after a few minutes of talking about her and her husband. "Is he yours?" She motioned to Harry. I looked back at him and grinned.
"He is." I answered happily.
"He loves you. I can tell." The woman beamed at me.
I blushed and gazed down at my hands, "Thank you." They both smiled at me. "Thank you for the photo as well. You are a lovely pair." They thanked me before sending me back to Harry.