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The Spring Semester [On Hold Indefinitely]

You mean a flashlight?

When we arrive at Harry's apartment building, I see the sky looks very threatening. I look up and at that point it begins to rain. Harry grabs my hand and drags us inside.
I take off my shoes and sweater while Harry goes straight to his bedroom. When he emerges he's wearing sweatpants and a white t shirt. I'm sitting on the couch browsing Netflix for a movie to watch.

"Do you want some tea? Gemma sent me a box of her new bags." I hear Harry ask from the kitchen. He's already pouring water into the tea kettle.
"Sure, I love her teas!" I respond bring my knees to my chest. It felt chilly in here, but I know the tea will warm me up soon.

For whatever reason, I end up choosing one of the Paranormal Activity movies to watch. I felt like it went with the mood since it was pouring heavily outside. Harry soon joins me on the couch with 2 tea cups in his hands. He already knows how I take my tea, so it's already prepared for me.

Harry notices my movie selection and raises an eyebrow at me before smiling.
"Not responsible if you get nightmares later." he jokes and I give him a slight push on the shoulder.

I press play and take the tea cup in my hands. The warmth felt so good but the tea burned my tongue a bit. I set it down to cool and and lay on the sofa, putting my feet on Harry's lap. I kind of did it on instinct as this is how I always laid with my big brother. I search Harry's face to see if this was ok, but his expression never changes. I feel relieved that I didn't make it awkward again. Shortly after I place my feet on his lap, he places his hand and brings them closer to him. Even though I'm looking at the tv, my mind is concentrated on his touch.
I really got into the movie, even if it startled me more than once. Harry would laugh at me every time. Maybe I shouldn't have chosen this movie. The rain was still pouring rather heavily outside and it was paired with heavy lightening. We were in the middle of the movie when the lights in the apartment began to flicker. Both Harry and I looked around waiting for them to stop. About 5 minutes after they stopped flickering, a loud lightening strike made everything go completely black. The sound startled me very badly and I shot up to sit at the edge of the couch.

"Crap. Are you ok, Dani?" he asks as he puts a hand on my back and begins to rub it.
"Yeah, that just really frightened me. Shit now we're without light, though." I can see Harry's calm face with the light coming in through the windows with every lightening strike. He looked so perfect.
"I'll go find some candles or something. Surely Scott has at least a torch." I snicker at his words.
"You mean a flashlight?" I tease.
"No, I mean a torch." he smirks at me.
"You're so British." he then begins to stand up but I grab his arm to stop him. "Wait, I don't want to stay here alone." he'll probably tease me about it, but this lightening storm was quite scary.
"Don't be scared, Dani. I'm right here. You can come with me." he continues to stand up and I follow closely behind him bumping a little into his back every time he stopped. Watching a scary movie was most definitely not a good idea.

First we search in the kitchen but we find nothing useful. We then head into Scott's room but we both widen our eyes upon entering. His room is complete mess

"Yeah, I doubt we'll find anything here. I don't even know how he finds his own shoes.." Harry says and I laugh. "Let's see if by any miracle there's something useful in my room."
We enter his room which is next to Scott's but not even close to the state that Scott's is. Harry's room is tidy and mostly filled with books and notebooks. I see an acoustic guitar resting on top of a dresser and wonder if he'll ever play for me. Harry then begins going through his drawers and in his closet but turns up empty handed. Great.

"I can't believe there's not a single torch or candle in this place!" He sounds frustrated, maybe he's scared of the storm, too.
"Is little Harold scared of the thunder, too?" I mock in a baby voice. He playfully glares at me.
"Of course not! But you are and I don't want you to be scared." just then an incredibly loud thunder fills the atmosphere making me scream and run to hide in Harry's chest. I feel his arms wrap around me and I completely forget about the weather. I could only think about his embrace. I could only smell his cologne. I could only hear his heartbeat. Only him.
I look up at him and begin, "Sor.." but my words are muted by his tender lips on mine. Suddenly, the loud thunder didn't matter anymore.