Imagine you and your boyfriend, Harry, going to a party. Before you went there, you had a fight. You're still angry at him so when you saw a really hot guy, you went over to him and started flirting with him, to make Harry jealous. You turn around and see Harry standing there on the floor. He looks really angry. He taks a few steps toward you, and your first thought is that Harry is going to start a fight with the guy you're talking with. But he doesn't. Instead he takes a tight hold of your arm and pulls you up to the upper floor. He pushes you gently towards a corner. "Don't ever do that to me again". You just stare at him. He is so sexy. He looks deep into your eyes and bites his bottom lip. He push his body against yours, and stares at your lips. He moves his hands from your hips to your waist. He starts kissing you passionately. He lifts you up, and you wrap your legs around his waist. "You. Are. Mine." He says with a deep raspy voice.
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Romantic Imagines
RomanceCute, romantic stories❤️ Written by a sixteen year old girl who just want at boyfriend like every other girl in the world:-)
