Raven Hair
Charles was standing by the entrance awaiting my arrival. He greeted me and pushed me past the paparazzi. A few of them shouted questions at me, but nothing out of the ordinary. "How are you?" Charles asked in the elevator. I glanced at him to gauge on which level he was asking. I was nervous and still unsure of how to approach this situation with Harry. I finally answered, "I'm alright." The doors opened and most of the lights were off. I removed the long jacket keeping my body warm. "You're here," his smooth voice cooed with a smile. "And wow, you look incredible." I blushed and looked at my feet. "Harry, we need to talk about today-" "Come here," he interrupted excitedly. He then grabbed my hand and pulled me out onto the balcony that happened to be well-lit. Sitting at the table
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