@RealitySucksDarling
Though we have never met before, everything about her screams that I do. Her smooth skin has been under my touch, cold blue eyes have cried in front of me, lips ajar and sweet blissful moans echoing, her eyebrows raised in confusion, hair being pushed aside, hands flying everywhere when she's mad, or her accent screaming about how much she fucking hates me or how much she fucking loves me.
Though she's a stranger in my eyes, I feel like I know her.
I feel like I know her story, why no one can tell if she's lying or desperately falling apart. Why she smokes, how she dances gracefully, why profanities leave her mouth. I feel like I understand the reason why she hates to date, loves to hurt people, craves the attention.
Yet I'm standing fifteen feet away without a name for this gorgeous creature. Even though her vibe screams that I know exactly who she is.
THIS STORY IS WRITTEN BY @RealitySucksDarling
Not sure, but I think it's Harry Styles.
(A/N: Hello everyone! So I have a big science test tomorrow that I really need to pass so wish me luck! Also what is everyone doing for Halloween?)
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