When we're 19.
"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."
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"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."
It was not enough to pretend to be in love and have a happy ending when enemies are outside and waiting. {Text copyright ® oceanharryx™ 2013-}
The boy with the swallows and the green eyes is hidden beneath knitted sweaters and big lies. Will one dare change everything?