"Cuddle with me?" He asks, continously not giving up. He knows that sooner or later you'll give in and he' ll have his arms around you, his curly hair tickling your skin, his hands brushing over you. "Kiss me." He says with his emerald eyes turned into crescents, his pink lips turned into an adorable pout. He just wants to hold you, kiss you, protect you, and love you.
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Harry Styles Imagines
FanfictionBasically I write these when I can't sleep or I'm just having lots of FEELS. I'll try to update when I can. Some are very brief and short and some are really long and detailed. Imagines are suppose to be short and sweet but sometimes I feel like I n...
