to remind you how beautiful you are. Just like every girl, you never actually believed the stupid little white lie that goes,
"You're absolutely beautiful to me." Because quite honestly it wasn't true.
"You're beautiful." He murmured against your lips, slightly grazing his teeth across your ear lobe.
"Shut up." You pushed him off, trying to watch the program on the tv.
"Not until you believe it." His bottom lip sprung out. Scooting closer to you once again. Placing his lips right by your ear, slowly sucking every fibre below your ear before whispering, once again.
"You're so beautiful."
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Harry Styles Imagines and Preferences
FanfictionImagines and Preferences about the one and only Harold Styles as you may have worked out from the title oopsssssssssss Feel free to check out my other 5 books of one direction imagines and preferences ;p
