Harry
I couldn't wipe the cheesy grin plastered across my face as I walked down the dark street. Whyatt was howling with pure joy and excitement. I had to remind myself to not get ahead of myself. I don't want to scare her off and I don't want to assume this is more than just banter between friends. I could tell that Nora did feel something from the way her breath got caught in her throat when we touched or the blush that spread across her cheeks. But was it enough to look past my history and reputation?
I continued walking down the street, watching the way that the yellow street lights lit up perfectly distanced spots on the dirty footpath.
Maybe we should go back and see if Nora has changed her mind. Whyatt suggested, hopefully.
Don't be stupid. I groaned.
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