"I like them." He ran his finger along the thin lines on your hips. You looked at him funny. "Why? They're disgusting." He smiled as he shook his head. "No ones perfect babe. I've got my very own, and I've learned to love them. Just like you should. We're only human."
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One Direction imagine/preferences #wattys2016
Teen Fictionjust imagines with the boys
