"Your hand fits in mine,
Like it's made just for me.
But bear this in mind,
It was meant to be.
And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks.
And it all makes sense to me." Zayn started singing. I moved in my seat and he turned to smile at me.
"I know you've never loved
The crinkles by your eyes
When you smile
You've never loved
Your stomach or your thighs,
The dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine
But I'll love them endlessly." Liam went next.
"I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if I do
It's you
Oh, it's you they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all these little things." Zayn and Liam both sang along.
"You can't go to bed without a cup of tea
And maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep
And all those conversations are the secrets that I keep
Though it makes no sense to me." Louis' voice is really magical. It makes me melt into the song.
"I know you've never loved
The sound of your voice on tape
You never want
To know how much you weigh
You still have to squeeze into your jeans
But you're perfect to me." Harry sang next.
"I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if it's true
It's you,
It's you they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all these little things." He continued along with Louis.
"You'll never love yourself half as much as I love you
You'll never treat yourself right, darling, but I want you to.
If I let you know I'm here for you
Maybe you'll love yourself like I love you, oh." And that's my Irish man. His voice is just perfect.
"And I've just let these little things slip out of my mouth
'Cause it's you,
Oh, it's you,
It's you they add up to
And I'm in love with you
And all these little things." Harry looked at me and smiled. I couldn't help but smile back.
"I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if it's true
It's you,
It's you they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all your little things." All of them chorused together.
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The Dance Lessons(A One Direction Fanfic)
HumorMichelle Reeves doesn't understand every teenage girl's obsession over British boy-band, One Direction. They might be good-looking and might have pretty nice voices but what's there to go mad about? Why the craziness? They are just five normal boys...
