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Me and Harry leave the house and simply walk, to literally nowhere.

We pass some cafes and some parks that I used to go when I was younger, and then I remember something:
-Harry-I call and he looks at me-when I was younger I used to go to this library and-it's actually really close to us, follow me-I say, grab his hand and start walking.

I stop when we are standing right in front of it and smile, I release his hand and look at him:
-It's here
-Looks old as fuck
-You look old as fuck-I snap, annoyed but he only laughs.

We get inside and all the memories start replaying in my head, I came here with my brother sometimes, I came after my father's death, but by myself, so I came here a lot of times, and the librarian lady knew me, and my family.

I go over to the desk and the familiar lady, Amelia, looks at me and widens her eyes:
-Emma Collins, you're back, huh?
-Yeah, but I'm leaving tomorrow, I have to go to the University-I say and she smiles widely
-I'm proud of you, dear-she looks at Harry with a confused look
-He's Harry, kind of my soulmate-I tell her and she nods with a smile
-Okay darling, you already know the rules, so go ahead and have fun.

I grab Harry's hand once again and drag him through the library:
-Emmaaaaa, this is boring!-he says when we stop in front of a bookshelf
-You're boring too, and you don't hear me complaining over it-I say, rolling my eyes
-Oh, I'm boring?-he says and comes closer to me
-Yes, yes you are

He puts his hands on my waist and I put my hands on his chest, but I push him away from me, taking him off of guard.

I giggle, trying not to be loud, because we're in a library.

He crosses his arms like a fucking child and walks away.

He's gonna get lost. Hehe.

This library is fucking huge, I once got lost in it, I wouldn't be suprised if he got lost in it too.

I shrug and simply look at the books, I already read all of them I think.

As I said before, I came here a lot of times.

It was my only way to get distracted from the world and I loved it. I still do.

One of the books gets my attention, "Orphan train girl".

That fucking book was the first one that I read in this library, it has all of my respect.

It's an amazing story, I just don't quite remember how it finished.

As I was walking I felt someone next to me, I look at the person and see Harry with his arms crossed and a pout on his lips:
-Affraid of getting lost?-I ask, smirking
-This library is huge
-I know, I got lost in here once-I say and he laughs loudly
-Harry shut the fuck up, we're in a library!-I whisper shout and he shuts his mouth, trying not to laugh-I don't understand what's funny, you asshole

I take a book out of the shelf and walk to the nearer table, Harry following me.

I sit down, and of course, Harry sits next to me:
-I really want to kiss you-he mumbles, and I look at him smirking
-Really?
-Yeah
-Too bad-I say, open the book and Harry groans.

He puts his finger on my chin, making me look at him and he crashes his lips on mine.

I put my hand on his cheek and Harry puts his hands on my hips.

Suddenly somebody clears their throat from next to us and we pull away, still holding each other:
-Charlie? What are you doing here?-I ask.

He never goes to the library, this is weird...

-I wanted to talk to you, uh, just you and me-he says and I shake my head
-You can tell me, here and now
-Yeah, I don't mind-Harry says, smirking.

Charlie glares at Harry, but Harry doesn't seem too affected by it.

I just noticed that we are still holding each other, so I take my hand out of his cheek.

But Harry has other plans.

He picks me up and settles me on his lap. He rests his head on my shoulder and looks at Charlie:
-You can sit now.

Oh, there's only two chairs in this table.

Good excuse.

Charlie sits down on the chair where I used to be sitting and folds his hands on his lap:
-So...

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