"You're such a great conversation, Harry," I sighed happily "But I should probably head home. It's getting late and I'm sure my security details must be looking for me right about now,".
Harry nodded, standing up from the swing as he looked up at me with guilt. "I didn't mean to keep you for so long,".
"No, no," I assured him quickly. "This was… nice. Thank you, Harry. For everything, I mean it,".
As we walked towards the park exit, Harry hesitated beside me his face red with embarrassment. "Listen, I know you probably have a million people trying to get in touch with you right now, but… if you ever want to talk, or just hang out in the park again…"
He trailed off, lowering his gaze. I felt a rush of warmth towards this kind and awkward man who wasn't judging me like others and who had brought a moment of light to one of my darkest days.
