“You’re beautiful.” She’s shy. So cute. “Don’t be shy, you’re perfect.” I can’t believe this is really happening. Her skin is soft, and I’m fucking nervous. She’s like expensive china, and I’m afraid I’ll hurt her. “Perfect,” I whisper. Her lips are cold, but I’m burning. Her hair is like silk and I don’t want anything to stop. Be here with me. She will. What about Adam then? Shut up. She’s Adams girl. No, she’s not! “You’re mine,” I whimper. She closes her eyes. “Yes, always.” I smile, and she laughs. This is perfect. I love everything. Her body is perfect against mine. The warm and heavy feeling in my chest is back. I’m in love.
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RomanceThis story is about the girls love, but I wrote it from what I assume is Harry's point of view.
