Whispers in the dark

Whispers in the dark

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“Good morning Madden,” a deep voice drawled from right behind me. Even before I could turn around, I knew who it was, and then there was the familiar sensation of cool fingers trailing across the back of my shoulders. “You look nice today.” “Morning Harry,” I managed to choke out as he twirled a loose strand of my dark brown hair around his finger, letting it fall back into place after a second or two. “Th-thank you.” “Of course, love.” He smiled genuinely over his shoulder as he sauntered off towards the other boys. “Pink looks good on you.” It wasn’t until he was seated next to Louis, fidgeting in his chair, that I let out a breath of air I hadn’t realized I had been holding. Yet even with him on the opposite side of the room, my heart still raced and my skin tingled where he had touched me. I couldn’t help but to play with the ends of my hair, tugging at it ever so slightly, right where he had. Everything that Harry did made my head spin. I couldn’t think straight. I couldn’t focus. And I certainly couldn’t help but wonder what his girlfriend would think if she knew
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~THIS STORY IS NOT WRITTEN BY ME! ALL CREDIT GOES TO @han_rawrr FOR WRITTING THIS!!! Enjoy! :D ~ ~This book/fanfic has been completed~ "I can tell you you're going to be a challenge." He almost growled. "I like that." He smirked. He dipped his head, nudging mine to the side before I felt his lips press to the skin of my neck. The ends of his curly hair tickled at my cheek. Harry reluctantly released one of my arms so he could hold the back of my head, preventing me from escaping. I instantly placed my free hand on his chest in protest, attempting to push him away as I felt him harshly suck. "Harry." I begged. "You're mine now" He spoke in a hushed tone.

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