come closer || nh au
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Violet is a usually quiet, book loving girl with a fable for online book blogs, tattoos and obsessing over Cole Sprouse and Dylan O'Brien while dealing with stress and anxiety.
Niall is known for his skill in bed but also his reputation to break hearts like a stone breaks glass and his parties. No one ever misses his parties.
Violet doesn't really like Niall but what when he starts trying to come closer? High School is a great place to experiment and find love.
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I trace my hand down his hard chest, over the inked skin and over his abdomen, until I reach his belt. My fingers lock around the slightly cold metal clasp. I bite my lip, breathing steadily. He sucks in a deep breath, tensing under my touch. I look up at him and bring my lips to his ear, quickly letting them graze his earlobe.
"You're too easy, Horan", I mumble, as I let go of his belt and push him away with a smirk on my face.
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