"A princess, and a criminal. Does that answer your question? Sincerely yours, The Breakfast Club." You whisper. Small tears form in your eyes. Ughhhhh.
You hear Harry chuckle as he watches you get emotional.
"Shutup. How can you not cry?" You ask.
"I am. I just don't blubber." He says. That's when you finally turn and look at him. You realise he is crying. There are tears in his eyes and he's smirking. You let a giggle escape your lips as you rub the tears from his eyes gently.
"It's your birthday! You're not supposed to cry! Stop it, Curly." You say, giving him a fake stern look.
He grabs your hand and gently moves it down to his perfectly shaped lips. His eyes are staring into yours as he kisses the tips of your fingers lightly.
"Thank you." He whispers.
"For what? We didn't do anything for your birthday. Just sat here." You reply, finally realising hat Harry's birthday probably sucked.
"No, it was perfect. I got to sit here with you and watch some of the best movies of all time all while pigging out. I' pretty sure this is one of the best birthdays I've ever had." He said, still holding your hand and squeezing it gently.
You grin widely, blushing at his sweetness.
"Happy 19th Harry." You say, reaching up and pecking him on the cheek.
"I love you." He says.
"I love you too babe." You assure.
Theres a moment of intense staring but it's not awkward, its comfortable.
"So what's the next movie?" He asks enthusiastically rubbing his hands together and smiling.
"Star Wars?" You ask giggling.
"Mmhmm I love you sooo much."
-LᎯɴί ✝
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