"This radio is shit!" You laugh to the sound of his accent but roll your eyes as you open the glove box. "What're you lookin for?" Your eyes narrow as you pull out the mix tape. "Remember this? Our 4 month anniversary you made me a mix tape!" You screech and Harry covers his face. "Fuck sakes! NO!" He laughs as you push the tape through the slot and turn the volume up.

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