MY STUFF!

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Hey, y'all please give me a request. I'm low-key, running out of ideas





"Come on, yeh have to talk to me lass," harry begged while I was making my bed. Harry had made me mad because I was cleaning and when I get done, he knows I always light my favorite candle, but I couldn't find it so I asked and he burned it down.

"Yer mad at me because of a candle?" harry asked, crossing his arms. I ignored him. Harry puffed and glanced up toward the ceiling.

I was heading into the bathroom when he stepped in front of me. I tried moving the other way, but he blocked me as well. He went the other way. then harry hugged me, took me off my feet, kissed me all over while talking in between.

"I'm sorry" *kiss* "I'll never do it again", *kiss* I tried not to smile, but he was cute "I see yeh smiling," he said squeezing my lips to a kiss and he kissed me "I'm not leaving yeh alone till you talk," harry added.

"fine I'm not mad no more," I answered hugging him back "but you need to replace my candle," I said "ok let's go," harry said throwing me over his shoulder I squealed my skirt flying up I quickly covered my butt "I seen your butt before lass no need to cover it," Harry teased I blushed in embarrassment.

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Harry and I had eventually come back from the candle store "I think yeh over did it lass," harry said I had three full bags. I sat on the floor, setting them all out. "You can never have enough more is better," I replied. Glancing up at him, I gave him one. "For you," I said. Harry took it. "thank yeh" harry said. "Can you put them up for me?" I asked Harry. he stared at me like I was dumb. "Hello, bae quit playing," I said, getting mad.

I smacked my teeth, going to put the candles on the shelf. I continued struggling to place my candle, but I couldn't I heard harry laughing. "baeeee," I whined while pouting. finally got up to help me "Thank you for the show darling," Harry said with a wink. I gasped and hit his shoulder. "perv" I responded. He wrapped his arms around my waist, setting his chin on my head. "i hate you," I said

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