I’m honestly confused on why Harry said something about cute, but oh well. I want to confess my crush right now, but I can’t force the words out. I try, but then it all just becomes one word that is said rather quickly. I bury my face into his shoulder and sigh, happy I have him around. I can feel his smile as he plays with a strand of my hair. Neither of us thinking much of this or how much we look as a couple or what time it is. None of that ever seemed to matter to us. As I finally looked at my watch I sighed. It was only 9pm. Not too bad. But that meant people could walk in on us. I nestle my head back into Harry’s shoulder and sigh. Just as I realize there’s gonna be a lot of kids in here in the next thirty minutes. I drifted off to sleep for a bit, dreaming of if this was a sight everyday and I always was with him.