only angel ✭ h.s.
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  • Reads 185,855
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  • Parts 37
  • Time 6h 22m
Ongoing, First published Sep 04, 2020
Mature
ON HOLD
//

"What do you want to drink, angel?" He whispered in my ear as goosebumps rose all over my skin. I roll my eyes at him secretly adoring the nickname he's chosen for me. 

"Haven't I told you, Harry, that's not my name?" He gives me a genuine laugh flashing his perfect smile handing me a cup filled with a clear liquid. 

"Angel is more fitting than your full name, it's all I see when I look at you."

//

*NOT A SLOW BURN*
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