Your POV
Watching intently, if only stares could burn the screen of a television, then our house would be probably set on fire right now.
There he is, Cole fucking Sprouse, acting as the cutie little jughead for my favorite series, Riverdale. I wish to meet him soon, he already noticed me on twitter seeing that my profile is somehow a gainer for followers, since I do modelling as a part-time.
" I think you are already forgetting that you do actually have a boyfriend y/n" Harry mumbled beside me with a dash of annoyance glazing with his voice. I giggled, truly amused by his sign of jealousy.
"Im sorry Harry, but I couldnt just help it," I teased "Cole is my long-time crush." I looked at him and smiled innocently.
Rolling his eyes, he stood up and huffed exiting our bedroom "Im going to Camille" he shouted with a complete intention of getting back at me.
"Go on, I'll be busy tweeting Cole anyway." I replied seeming not affected by his choice of revenge.
Then I heard his feet padded across our carpeted floor
"Babe.." He pouted then leaned on our doorframe "Babe, y/n, I love you." He said looking seriously through my soul.
"Babe, Harry, I love you too" I cooed then reached for him, he went towards me slowly with the pout still prominent on his face he went in between my legs while my face is facing his torso
"Let me meet Cole" I looked up at him with the best puppy dog eyes I can do. He rolled his eyes then sighed
"Sure, but don't let him kiss you or do whatever I should only be the one giving you"
"Ofcourse Harry! Cole's just my crush and You are my love" I winked and he just kissed me passionately in return.
"C'mon let me feel that love" He said then kissed me with more pressure this time.
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