Harry Styles Preferences

#56 Like Real People Do-Hozier

It was a cold night and I was visiting my parents cottage. I will tell them the truth. He died three weeks ago. My boyfriend murder in a alley and I didn't want to tell mom and dad that because they never got to meet him. So I took some clothes out of his suitcase that I already pack and dragged it into the woods to bury it. You were finish digging a deep hole when you felt something grip your hand. You scream loudly and try to let it free you but it rose like a limp flower. It was a body and you looked at it. It was a boy with long curly hair and you could see that he's breathing.  "His eyes fluttered open showing his eyes that are as green as moss. He shuts them. That's a relief. He was sleeping and naked so you picked him up. Blushing at him being fully exposed. You opened the door and sat him on the floor not wanting him to ruin the sofa. You started running hot water for a shower. When you finally got him to wake up. His green eyes were staring straight at you with warmth. He trusted you. "Where did you come from?" I asked and he pointed outside.  "You don't know and I don't know." I said as I leaned his head back and I pour hot water washing the grime out of his hair. 

After he was squeaky clean you put him your boyfriend's pajamas.  He smiled as I put him to bed and he kissed me. His lips were sweet and welcoming and I was weak in the knees for his innocence. "Why...were..you there?" He asked slowly as you tucked him in. "Why were you digging?" He asked and I stroked his hair. "I don't want to talk about why I was there and you don't know why you were there." I stated as he slowly falls asleep and I kissed his warm lips. "Honey just put your sweet lips on my lips and we could just kiss like real people do." I stated before I turned off the lights.