Harry picks up the spherical ball with his larger than life hands. "Let me show you." Suddenly, as if a scene from a movie, he runs away from me, fast!
"W-wait up!" I call after him.
He looks over his shoulder, "You wanted to play soccer, didn't you?" he laughs.
I race after him- the chase is on! Dodging cones and dragonflies, I steadily gain speed. What Harry doesn't realize is that this "city girl" is actually from the streets. Carefully eyeing his broad, tanned back, I am able to calculate and predict his every move. "Easy," I mumble under baited breath. Harry turns around and punts the round object at me, but I'm one step ahead of him. Feet off the ground, I catch it in midair. "Booyah!" I turn towards Harry who gazes at me in astonishment.
He smiles, "You pass, y/n." Yes! Wait, how does he know my name?
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A Very Harry Christmas
RomanceThe best Harry x reader fanfic ever. Have u ever wanted to meet a British man? This story is for u! I am completely sober writing this and that makes it worse. Love Harry! Love when he does his thing. I haven't met him personally but I heard he's a...
