Imagine waking up one morning to breakfast on the table and a cup of coffee just how you like it sitting on the counter. You smile to yourself and take a sip. Harry comes around the corner, snakes his arm around your waist, kissing your cheek. In his morning voice he tells you how happy he is that you're the first thing he wakes up too and promises to remind you how lucky he he is everyday.
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One Direction Preferences
FanfictionThe title says it all really. All preferences are mine unlisted otherwise stated. Please send requests! Never written before so go easy on me!
