❝ SOMETIMES, LOVE HURTS. ❞ She pours tea for him. This doesn't seem like anything great but it's deeper than just pouring tea. It's the way she pours tea for him; the way she does it as gently as possible; the way never fails to let her arm brush against his for a moment or more, if she can manage it; it's the way she bends down and blows air above the tea three times to cool it down because she knows he will forget to do so and burn his lips. It's the way this happens every Sunday, Harry's day left for Lily, and the way they both cherish it. ┍╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌┑ ╎ copyright © believeinmeee ╎ ┖╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌╌┙ ▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁▁ “pour is pourfect.” - hanstir [@gaygaybans] who is better than everyone on the face of this earth for creating a pun of such a high caliber.

When they first meet, Niall's a bit irritated and Josephine can hardly complete one sentence without stuttering.

❝But why would I want to get in heaven, when all my friends are in hell?❞ [Warnings: highly sexual content, age differents, drug-use, strong language]

(harry styles) french is a beautiful language, but it's even more beautiful when it comes out of his mouth. © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact @piccadily on Wattpad.com.

Winters in London are cold. Harry drinks tea to keep warm. Lena doesn't like that. She's much more of a coffee person, really.