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The next day I was back as school and ready to get back to work. 
                          
I had a test in world lit that morning, so I got up early to study for it. 
                          
I was sitting at the breakfast table with my coffee and book when I heard Harry enter the room. 
                          
"You're up early." He commented. 
                          
"World lit test." 
                          
He nodded. 
                          
I watched as he started his coffee and looked for something to eat, noticing how different our personas were. 
                          
I was outgoing and cheerful and loved meeting people, while he was quiet, reserved and negative. 
                          
I didn't know how people so different could be so attracted to each other. I had always thought the opposites attract saying was stupid but now I was starting to believe it.
                          
Since the start of our "relationship" Harry and I had only had one date at the apartment, but nothing else was happening. 
                          
I wanted us to have another night like that, and I wanted him to be the one to initiate it, but I knew he wouldn't.
                          
If I was the one who kept initiating, Harry and I would never be able to be something more. I just wanted him to be interested. 
                          
"What?" 
                          
I blinked, snapping out of my phase to see Harry was looking at me.
                          
"You were staring at me." 
                          
"Yeah, sorry." I said under my breath before getting up and going to my room. 
                          
I went to pack up my back pack and then waited on the sofa for Harry so we could go to class. 
                          
I was silent on our way there as we walked, and when we got to class and I sat down I could feel his eyes on me. 
                          
This was the only way I knew how to make him think about me and get him to engage with me more.
                          
After my exam, lunch, and other classes, Harry and I went back to the apartment where I went back to my room, closing the door. 
                          
I started on my homework, finishing my chemistry homework for the next day.
                          
Once that was complete I got on my bed and turned on my laptop so I could watch Netflix. 
                          
I was re watching Riverdale, and mid episode my phone buzzed and I looked to see Harry had texted me.
                          
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From Harry:
                          
What do you want for dinner?
                          
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I sighed before dropping my phone onto my bed, not replying. 
                          
I finished the current episode I was on and started the next one. 
                          
It wasn't too long before I heard a knock at my bedroom door.
                          
I said nothing so the door opened and I heard Harry step inside.
                          
"Emma." His voice was firm.