Was it her beauty that reeled me in? The mysterious, deep, color her eyes contained? Or her addictive smile, smell, or even her personality? It was none of these things. The reason she's too afraid and too sad to even talk is what made her even more mysterious and captivating to me. Not talking for six years as a side...
"Our deal was 19." Harry whispers, brushing our noes in bit of a playful manner. His dimples deepening from either side as a fair giggle left my mouth. "I'm yours."
He enjoys teasing her. She detests him for he is annoying. They don't get along very well, and when they do, things usually become a mess. Can you just imagine what would happen if they became an item? I can't, I bet it would turn out far more worse than just a simple mess. ❀ UNDER HEAVY CONSTRUCTION due to my terribl...