I sit watching the ninth episode of Game of Thrones. I watch as Kit Harington comes up to the scene and my heart swoons. Harry came home from recording to hear you. "Mmmm boy I want to-"
"Who is that?" He asks and I look back at him frozen as stone. Harry raises a brow and I can see jealousy glows in his eyes like thorns blossoming off of roses. "Who is he, Y/N?" He asks plopping down on the sofa eating some pop corn. I turn pink. "A man has no name." I say blankly and he tilts his head to the side. He looks at him as he pauses the TV. "It's the hair, isn't it?" He asks and I blush as I look at him he takes a couple locks of my hair and put it under mine. I lash as he bats his green eyes at me. "I love you just the way you are." I say pressing play. Kit get's off of his horse revealing his dark fur. Harry turns on his phone and in thirty seconds. "Kit Harrington?" He asks and I blush. "A man has no name." I repeat and Harry exposes the picture of him in a Jimmy Choo magzine. "Oh my," I say under my breath. "That's it I'm modeling!" He shouts storming into the bathroom. I pause the TV and check my phone I change my screen saver to Harry. I knock on the door. "Harry come out." You whisper and he replies in silence. "My heart, your heart sit tight like book ends."
"You cannot sing on key to save your life." He whispers sniffling. "Harry you cut your hair for a good cause ans besides I think you look hot with your hair cut." I say and he snorts. "You miss the curls don't deny it!" He shouts.
I sigh walk over to the kitchen pulled a knife and walk upstairs. I push thd knife between the wall and the door frame and with a quick push down I see him sitting on the toilet watching a youtube video about hair growth. I shut the door behind him and just walk away. Why am I still with this werido?
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