What was I going to do all Day? Maybe i should text Harry, spend some time with him... I decided to text him 'hey Harry, do you want to hang out today?' I waited for an answer, but nothing happened, and i fell asleep.

When I woke up, I had been sleeping for 4 hours. and Harry had answered 'no, sry. I can't today.' Well that's a cold answer, why did I even ask him?

Well it was noon and I was bored... What could I do... I decided to go to the mall and do some shopping I need some new clothes, I walked down there, I went to the first shop I saw it was both a boy and girl shop. I found a dress, it was slim and red. Nothing for me

''That would look great on you'' I heard Harry's voice behind me, I quickly turned around, it was Harry

''No it wouldn't, and I thought you was busy today?'' I said.

''It would, and I was, I was with Laura when you asked'' he said, that explained his cold answer... I left the dress and walked away, Harry followed me and he picked the dress up again...

''You should try it on'' he said and handed me the dress.

''I don't like'' I said

''Try it on, just for me.'' he said, he's so cute

''Fine.'' I said, couldn't resist his beautiful face!

We walked around looking at stuff for me to try on. he found so much stuff, that I would never choose myself. We went to The dressing room and i tried the clothes on, most of the stuff was actually really pretty when they got on, but then I had to try on a crop top... I took it on and I looked fat...

''This doesn't work'' I said to Harry outside the room

''Let me see you'' he said, I laid a hand on my stomach and went out to Harry

''Move your hand.'' he ordered me.

''No.'' I said, he stood up and grabbed my hand on my stomach, but I didn't let go, I slowly backed into the room again, but he tried to pull me back, we ended in a little fun fight. and finally ended up against the wall

''Move your hand.'' he said.

''No. I'm fat'' I said

''You're not fat! your beautiful'' he said, he called me beautiful, he pulled himself away

''I'm sorry'' he said.

''It's okay. you're not bad looking either.'' did I just say that, he smirked and closed the door.

I changed back to my own clothes and walked out, it was a bit awkward between me and Harry Rights now...

''So what are you going to buy, I Liked it all on you.'' he Said

''Thanks, but I Don't want The crop top'' I Said and he smiled at me, I poke his stomach... I do that when I'm nervous... but he just smiled. An awkward smile... But still, his smile is so adorable!

''Are you hungry?'' he asked, just as he said that my stomach started to rumble...!

''I'll take that as a yes'' he joked and I couldn't help but laugh a little

''where do you want to eat?'' I asked

''Right there'' he said and pointed at my favourite little cafè

''That's my favourite'' I told him

''Really? mine too'' he said, I giggled, I get so nervous around Harry

We walked in and ordered, I ordered a chicken sandwich and Harry ordered a beef and bacon burger.

''So you where going to your parents this weekend?'' Harry said.

''Yeah, my dad comes home'' I said

''From where?'' he asked, in his rude way? like he didn't care but didn't want an awkward silence or something

''Afghanistan, he's a soldier.'' I explained

''Really? wow that must be hard, how long has he been away?'' he asked

''One and a half year'' I said, he raised his eyebrows.

''Hasn't that been rough?'' he asked, he now sounded really interested

''Yea, a little in the start, but after I moved, it has changed a lot, I don't think about it all the time, wondering if anything has happened to him, or if he's alright.'' I explained

''Do you hear from him a lot?'' he asked

''No, I haven't heard from him since he left'' I said, Harry looked me straight in the eyes, he has beautiful green eyes.

''Are you okay?'' he asked and struggled to get some paper, I realized I was crying?

''Sorry, I'm fine'' I said, I guess I'm just really excited to see him again.'' I said

''Of cause, I Totally understand that'' he said and laid his hand on mine. I gave him a smile.

''So what about your parents, what does they do for a living?'' I asked, trying to change the subject.

''My mom is a social worker and my Dad, does nothing, he's sick'' he Said and looked Down. it was bad for his Dad, I could feel it.

I tried to get to his mind to find out what was wrong, but I couldn't hear anything...

''May I ask what is wrong with him?'' I feel out of me, I didn't want to ask.

''It's uhm... cancer'' he said and looked Down at his watch.

''Oh. I'm so sorry Harry, I didn't mean to ask, if I knew...'' he cut me off

''It's fine, I feel like I can talk with you about this. And I want to talk with you.'' he smiled to me, and I smiled back at him.

''Does you know anything about how long he has left?'' I asked

''No, the doctors says it could be one month or two years, but they can't help him anymore.'' he said, it was nice that he was so open about it.

''When is your dad coming home?'' he asked

''Friday night, why?'' I asked back

''It's just, no... it's silly, never mind'' he said. our food came.

''No, what is it?'' I asked

''I was just wondering if you wanted to come with me to visit my dad Sunday, but you probably want to spend time with your own dad, rather than mine.'' he said and took a bite of his burger.

''I'd love to.'' really? I would? seriously! I don't think clear with Harry around!

''Really?'' he asked.

''Yes.'' he smiled at me. I think I like him. wait what?