After making sure that Odette and Evelyn went home safely last night - yes I know they're only across the corridor but I still worry - the lads and girls decided to fall asleep, the lads in my room and the girls in the spare room.

Now, that's something that should never have happened; you see after staying the night, the lads tend to pull pranks on the last person that wakes up... Let's just say, none of the lads were last up.

Danielle was absolutely horrified when ice cold water being poured onto her face awoke her from a deep slumber. Zayn and Perrie left as soon as the could so they didn't have to witness Danielle's new found wrath, they were lucky to escape. Now I've been left with an untidy apartment and an angry Danielle - and let me tell you, she can be fucking scary when she wants to be.

It's safe to say that Danielle isn't talking to Liam considering he was the one that did the pouring, I was tidying up at the time so I wasn't a part of the master plan - however I'm pretty sure that Niall and Louis convinced Liam to go with the ice cold water option. Liam's a softie, he would never have thought of that, that has Niall and Louis written all over it. Although, I did chuckle a little bit when I heard the scream, but that's it I swear.

As of now everyone is helping me tidy up the apartment, in complete silence. The tension within the room is so thick it almost feels like you're choking; Zayn has already started packing up his apartment considering today is moving day for him, I still can't believe he's leaving, it feels like it was only yesterday that I met him for the first time in the dorms at Uni.

"Harry what's this?" Louis holds up a piece of modern art I bought from a charity shop a while ago.

My shoulders shrug to answer his question, "I don't know but it looked really interesting so I got it."

"Fair enough." He places the item back down and continues picking up rubbish off the floor. Silence surrounds us yet again. "This is so awkward." Louis murmurs.

I can't help but laugh in agreement. Danielle and Liam aren't even in the same room as us right now and yet we're still being awkwardly quiet. "What have you got planned today Harry?" Eleanor asks genuinely interested.

"I'm taking Odette on a date." The words leave my mouth before I can filter them. It's true, I spent my entire night last night staring up at the ceiling and thinking of the perfect date that I could take Odette on; something that I know she'll like, and after hearing all of her embarrassing teenage stories from Evelyn, I have a pretty good idea where to take her.

"Oh," she says with raised eyebrows. "What about Evelyn?"

"Well, Evelyn's coming too." Of course I wouldn't leave her sister out, what do they take me for?

"Soo," Louis joins in, elongating his starting word and almost warning me that he's about to be mischievous. "It's more like a play date then." I roll my eyes at his childishness, glaring playfully at Eleanor and Niall as they laugh along.

"Don't provoke him. Are we nearly done yet?" I change the subject - knowing he's right in some sense - and thankfully they allow the conversation to move along, only occasionally pausing to release an unstoppable chuckle.

"Yeah I think so, just the kitchen to do." Louis answers after a light laugh and we continue on with the job at hand.

The tidying probably takes about an hour in total considering the joking around, Danielle and Liam emerge from cleaning the bathroom and join to help us in the kitchen. After everything's tidy I don't hesitate to get rid of the group and just lounge on the couch, how can you get this tired after cleaning?

I decide to text Odette, I suppose it would be a good idea if I actually invited her to the date instead of assuming that she'll go, she probably won't, too busy I suppose.

Harry: Fancy a date today? .x

Odette: I'd love to but I can't, I have Evelyn :) x

Harry: I know, I meant both of you. Bring her along .x

Her reply takes a little longer than the previous ones, I remember her saying that she was taking Evelyn to work this morning and introducing her to Ben and Lucy; she may have even taken her to her sign language class considering the children that attend are around about Evelyn's age anyway.

Odette: So more like a play date then? :)

Why is everyone saying that? Maybe I shouldn't call it a date then, maybe it should just be a regular day out - nevertheless, after accepting my invitation, Odette said that her and Evelyn would be ready within half an hour; a shower sounds good to me, I feel grimy after all of the cleaning.

The shower welcomes me warmly and with open arms as I step in, the overbearing steam filling my ensuite bathroom as water pours down my bare body. Each droplet sending a shiver through my cool skin as I get used to the new temperature; I wonder what the water would look like running down Odette's silky skin, every beautiful pore absorbing moisture as she then moves on to washing her hair with that citrus shampoo that I love, massaging it into her head as the bubbles slip down her hands and forearms...

"Ow!" The once welcoming water scolds me from my daydream, I chuckle, it's a bit like karma telling me not to think of such thoughts - which I shouldn't really, I just can't help it, she captures my mind in so many different ways and occasionally I do drift into my own little reverie. Once in a while won't do any harm.

It's not once in a while though, is it Harry? I roll my eyes at my subconscious, of course it's right though. I daydream about Odette on a daily basis, maybe not as intense as that but I do wonder what she's up to, or how she's feeling, or if she misses me. Ugh, I sound like a love struck teenage girl, I need to sort my head out.

The lustful thoughts of Odette don't leave my mind as I wash my body, imagining what her bare skin would feel like against mine, I've never seen her body unclothed - she's very wary of that; whenever I stay over she wears full length pyjamas, and most of the time I sleep in the spare room anyway. She has this wonderful way of convincing me to do anything, not that it really takes much convincing considering that I'm completely awestruck by her, but nevertheless, no matter what she says or what she does I never want to leave. Even if I do only live across the hall.

My shower ends and I get dressed into some black skinny jeans, a black button up and my thick warm coat knowing that I'll need it for what I have planned. After spritzing some aftershave and locking my apartment door, I ring the oh-so-familiar 'doorbell' on Odette's wall; smiling absentmindedly at the memories it holds.

Evelyn opens the door with a cute little pout on her face, one that I've only seen briefly on a few occasions - and without saying anything she walks into Odette's living room with me following closely behind. Odette smiles warmly at her sister, clearly knowing what's got her in a mood. "What have I missed?" I ask once Evelyn has left the room.

The blue eyed beauty simply rolls her eyes with a smile, 'she's upset with me because I called today a play date.' I smile slightly, trying to look innocent in the whole situation considering I was in the exact same mood as Evelyn only an hour prior when the lads were calling it a play date as well.

"Come on," I change the subject giving Odette a quick peck on the cheek, she wraps one of her antique scarves around my neck with a cute smile before I shout out to Evelyn, "let's get going."

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The drive to the ice rink was short and the girls both sat in complete bewilderment as they attempted to guess where we were going, neither of them got it right. I think it's mainly because they assume I don't like ice skating, but it's not actually that bad - and I'm pretty good at it, well I am most of the time.

Squeals erupt from both of them as we get out of the car, Evelyn's mood a lot happier now after Odette used that puppy-dog-eye thing on Evelyn, it worked like a treat; so did allowing the ten year old to sit up front in the passenger seat, she was thrilled with that. The girls rush over to the entrance, glancing through the glass wall inside to see the large ice rink behind it; I saunter over to the front desk, sorting out the skates as they remain stunned by the beauty of the building. They built and ice rink in what used to be an old and unused cathedral - I personally think it's a brilliant idea, the history of the building remains.

Stone walls, with arches and pillars, it's astounding how beautiful it is. The architecture of the building is gothic as the cathedral was built to be, but the interior has been made to look slightly more modern - like the glass wall that separates the ice rink from the front entrance. "Wow Harry, you brought us to an ice rink! That's amazing!" Evelyn gushes as she runs over to my side and hugs me gratefully, I pick her small frame up and return the hug, proud that I've made her happy.

"Here are your skates Evelyn, sit on that bench and put them on." I hand them to her, pointing at a small bench near the front desk. "And be careful, they're sharp!" Stop Harry, you sound like a mother hen!

Odette glides over to me like the angel she is and places her hands gently on my chest, gaining my full attention. Her topaz eyes stare up at me in what looks like gratefulness and she shyly smiles, 'thank you' her lips mime to me as her eyes remain solely on mine. My breath hitches and I move a strand of ombré hair behind her ear, wanting to feel the softness of her lips and the gentle caress of her touch; but unfortunately, this is neither the time or the place and she suddenly realises that when her eyes widen and she pulls away from my grasp.

Wait. Did she just lose herself in the moment, does she get caught up like that too or is it just me? Oh my gosh, does she feel the same way I do? Probably not, my inner voice argues. I don't care, my mind races at the possibility and I can't help but smile. I mean, I know Ben and Evelyn have told me that she likes me but I don't think I've ever really considered it, I think I've always focused on what I felt and how I act around her; I didn't notice the little things that she does, everything she has done could have been her way of letting me in, her way of expressing her feelings. I should be more aware of it, sometimes it could be her only way of letting me know how she truly feels. Those gestures could mean that she's starting to trust me and I'd do anything for that trust. My mind drifts back to her letter and my thoughts are almost confirmed, everything seems to be falling into place, I feel like she's letting me in day by day.

We all put our boots on and head through the glass doors, the concrete floor beneath our feet is easier to balance on as we walk around the edge of the rink, only a concrete wall and plastic barrier guarding us from the people already skating. Odette's first to go on and with no surprise finds the whole thing easy, she makes everything look absolutely effortless and I grow wary that I'm probably going to be the worst at this today and make an absolute fool of myself.

Well that's what I thought until Evelyn got onto the ice. It's like watching Bambi with ice skates on; she makes me look good, so the plan is to stick by her in the hopes that Odette will be a little bit impressed. Poor Evelyn rejects any help that Odette and I try to offer her, she clings onto the plastic barrier, pulling her way around the side of the rink. It's hilarious but I keep my composure, unlike Odette who stifles numerous giggles at her stubborn little sister.

'Come on,' a hand drags me away from looking after Evelyn and I am whirled around the ice next to Odette, her smile is contagious as she glides across the ice. Her body barely moving only to push occasionally and create a faster movement, her hand leaves mine as she lifts it into the air doing a small little spin.

My eyebrows raise, "I knew you were good but I didn't know you were that good. Where did you learn that?"

She shrugs with a blush lighting up her face, 'I used to go ice skating to get out of the house.' She signs to me and continues to skate back towards her sister. Was that another wall of hers that I've just broken down? She just told me something really personal, it raises more questions than it answers but still, she trusted me with a piece of information about her life. She's opening up to me, I can't believe it.

"Ahh!" I hear a shrill scream and my eyes jolt over to Evelyn, I watch as Odette holds onto her sisters hands, attempting to pull her away from the barrier and into the centre of the ice. Evelyn clearly doesn't like that judging by the look on her face, her blue eyes show fear and worry as she glides away from the safety of the plastic barrier.

I skate over to them both, offering words of encouragement to Evelyn. "Evelyn you're doing amazing! Well done!" She releases a disbelieving chuckle and then focuses back on the task at hand, her eyes never leaving her feet.

I watch as Odette leans forward, her lips right beside her sisters ear as she clearly whispers something. Unable to hear, I focus on her lips, trying to read them and find out what she says - although unlike Odette I am awful at lip reading and end up with a completely mixed up sentence, and knowing her she's probably said it in French anyway; I still find it difficult to come to terms with the thought that Odette has a voice, that she actually speaks to people and can communicate in that way. Her voice will be like molten gold, so pure and fluid, so precious to be acquainted with. I wonder if anyone else has heard her speak apart from her mum and Evelyn, I'll have to ask.

I hold tightly onto Evelyn with my right hand and ensure that she doesn't fall over, and with my left hand I hold it up to the sky as Odette spins beneath, her smile lighting up the sky if it were possible. I'm glad that today has been so eventful and I have been able to put a smile on both of the girls' faces, even Evelyn started smiling and getting more confident after we'd taken her from the plastic barrier, tearing her from her comfort zone.

I can tell that they've both really enjoyed today, and considering this is my last full day with Evelyn I'm glad that it's gone so well. Evelyn goes home in a couple of days and she's spending them in Odette's company, the sisters are going to spend time just hanging out with each other which I think is a really nice idea. They need their girl time, and I've been getting in the way of that, but I suppose Odette wanted me to meet her sister so it's not all my doing.

"Thank you so much Harry. Ice skating was great, I loved it!" Evelyn hugs me once again as we stop on the apartment buildings third floor.

I pick her up and hug her tightly, "you're welcome. Thank you for everything," I whisper, aware that Odette isn't reading my lips. Evelyn understands my cryptic words, knowing that I'm referring to everything she's told me about Odette. "I'm going to miss you love." I tell her and squeeze one last time before placing her back onto the floor.

"I'll miss you too, and look after my sister." Odette blushes immediately and her eyes shoot to the floor, avoiding our gaze after reading Evelyn's lips.

"Of course I will, always." I wink genuinely, "have a safe flight Evelyn." I press my lips to her cheek and bid goodbye one last time before walking to my apartment.

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So Evelyn's going home, what do you think she'll tell her mum about Harry?

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- Pianogirl56