Woman lalalalalal wo-would you read this book?
LOL I LOVE PUNS
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I sigh as I rest my hand on his chest. He looks down at me with I smile. I grin back with a little chuckle, "you know you're crazy right?" I lift my eyebrow.
He shakes his head and he lifts his hand to swipe his thumb on my cheek, "I don't recall," he teases.
I roll my eyes and I softly shove his shoulder, "Harry," I look him dead in the eyes, "you snuck out, stole your dad's truck and you basically kidnapped me into this date," I point out. It's one thirty freaking a.m. right now.
Out of nowhere, Harry sits up and starts packing. I gasp and tackle him back onto the pillows. This is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me. This is our one month anniversary. Harry created this whole entire date by himself. I don't particularly know where we are, but all I know is that we're in the middle of an open field, in the trunk of the truck, eating this pizza Harry ordered with chocolate covered strawberries.
"Don't pack up dummy! I'm just kidding," I wrap my arms around his neck, tangling my legs with his.
I feel Harry's chest vibrate as he lets out a wholehearted laugh, "you're so fucking cute," he leans down to press a short sweet kiss onto my forehead, "but you're too fucking cute to the point where people don't tell you to shut up. So hush and look at the stars," he smirks. As always, I roll my eyes and I snuggle in further into his chest. I could stay here forever.
The stars glisten as I stare up at them. The cool breeze brushes against my skin, causing goosebumps. Harry notices and he wraps his arms tightly around me. I feel him peck the crown of my head, causing the corners of my lips to stretch. I never knew I would meet someone like him.
Out of nowhere, Harry interrupts the silence, "you see y/n, I know you don't see it, but I do. There's this star that sparkles brighter than all of the other stars that I'm sure no one else sees. It's like you the way you see yourself. You never think highly of yourself and I think you're worthy of all the things I tell you, you are. Out of all of the stars, you're the brightest one y/n."
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Hello.
If you can't love yourself, how in the hell are you going to love someone else?
