Me and Harry Styles

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I panted as Harry helped me up.

"Are you sure you want to do it?" He whined.

I glanced at his fleshy face, covered by eyes, eyebrows, mouth and ears. I glanced into his glancy eyes.

He scratched his foot.

I licked my slipper.

He started to lean towards me, trying to kiss me.

I continued to lick my slipper.

Instead, he joined me with his sneaker.

I abandoned my slipper and started to eat his desk.

He tried to join me, but I kicked him.

"Ow! Why'd you do that?!" He whined.

I pulled his hair and he smiled.

I smiled and he pulled my hair.

We smiled and pulled each other's hair.

We continued until we were bald.

I shoved him down, and put my hand in his back pocket of his jean.

"I think I like what's happening..." He whined.

I pulled out his wallet and then took off my wig. My soft blond hair framed around my head. I took out a knife and stabbed him.

The last thing he ever heard was...

"I am Fusia."

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