Syrup & Honey {h.s.}

Syrup & Honey {h.s.}

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"Do you ever actually talk to people?" she spat. "Do you ever shut your mouth?" he raised his eyebrows, hinting at the rumors. "How dare you accuse me of those rumors! You know I don't have the heart or time to do that." "You're putting my career at risk! I have every right to accuse you!" "Do you ever think about someone besides yourself?" she snapped. "Do you ever think about yourself?!" he jabbed back. She swallowed thickly. This room was stifling hot and the tension was unbearable. She was fired up - every cell in her body ready to do something, anything to release energy. She moved closer to Harry, but he couldn't do anything but sit on the edge of the bed. The thumping bass matched the beating of their hearts. He looked up at her - he really looked this time. Her lips and hands trembled. He could feel the energy coming of in waves from her. Her eyes moved from his eyes to lips repeatedly. They both knew what they wanted, they were just scared to take a chance. - Harry Styles, world famous Gucci model, meets Sunny, a humble florist in New York City.
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