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“Come closer, baby girl,” Harry instructed, pulling me towards him. His lips curved upwards in a smirk, while his hands rested on my hips. “Am I moving too fast for you?”
Smiling, I allowed my hands to play with the curls on the nape of his neck; the alcohol was definitely making my confidence rise.
“Nah, baby,” I purred.
“Good,” he mumbled. His slowly bit his bottom lip, and I shivered in response. “‘Cause I'm leaving alone, tonight. So with that being said, how many drinks is it going to take for you to come home with me?”
Deciding to let my actions speak instead of my words, I allowed my lips to brush against his earlobe. His grip on me tightened, and I teasingly tugged on the skin with my teeth.
“Baby girl, you are killing me,” Harry groaned. “I ain’t tryna waste my time or yours; I’m gonna need an answer.”
“Who’s wasting time?” I whispered. “I’m ready to leave now.”
He just smirked and we were on our way out. *GIF*
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Harry Styles Imagines (Book 2)
FanfictionIf you love Harry Styles then you will love these Imagines. This is my second book for Imagines. So go and read my first book before you read this one :) ENJOY!!!!!!
