My friendship for Harry is laying on green grass on a hazy summer afternoon, hot chocolate in winter and swing sets at the park... But my love for Harry is poetry written by hand in leather journals, dried flowers pressed into novels and open button...
This is an added chapter I have been working on from the beginning of the book - I always knew Harry and Tilly would have a photo album, and I hope you enjoy it. Keep reading, voting and commenting. There will be a few more of these to come. These are some songs I recommend listening to while reading:
Never grow up by Taylor Swift
Count on Me by Bruno Mars
This Town by Niall Horan
Enjoy!
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"Take a photo, my love! Look how smiley Tilly is!" Dean shouted at Louise as she walked down the steps with her phone in hand. Shaking her head with a smirk creeping up on her lips, Louise took a photo of her adoring husband and baby Matilda. Hoping that at this moment, as the heat of the English afternoon simmered down and her little girl giggled at her father putting her in the garden sprinkler, that it would last forever.
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"Up!" Harry giggled to Anne as she was dancing around the beach, The Beatles played softly in the nearby cafe's background. Anne crouched down and smiled at her growing boy, lifting him into the air and dancing around with him, careful not to trip. Her eyes peered over to her older daughter screaming as she and her Father ran in and out of the shoreline pretending the rolling waves that crept into the sea were chasing them.
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