(Ch: 21) Stockholm Syndrome

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Cora Greer's P.O.V:

Harry and I had left a little early so we could go to this cute as fuck ice cream shop nearby.

Harry and I had left a little early so we could go to this cute as fuck ice cream shop nearby

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I was sitting on the table, moving my legs to and fro and licking my mint chip ice cream. Harry was leaning against the table staring at me as he told me something funny and I threw my head back and laughed at it.

Washing Machine Heart by Mitski was playing in the background.

We were having so much fun doing basically nothing and it felt amazing.

Harry suddenly took my hand, pulling me towards him as we started dancing like idiots in the middle of the cafe. 

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We were all alone in the huge ice cream parlor having the time of our fucking lives

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We were all alone in the huge ice cream parlor having the time of our fucking lives.

Even the guy giving out the ice cream had fled to the back after seeing Harry and serving us the ice cream

Pussy. He doesn't know my Harry like I do.

"Hey, you wanna go to the beach?" Harry suddenly asked out of the blue.

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