Fly Me To The Moon [h.s.]

Fly Me To The Moon [h.s.]

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"Clara?" Turning on my heel, one hand scooped up my cap as the other reached out to steady myself. A small puddle of water sent me tumbling to the floor, but not before those familiar strong arms could pull me back to my feet. My chest heaved as adrenaline shot through me, and the warm smell of tobacco and vanilla instantly surrounded my senses. Looking up, I watched as his green eyes shone with amusement, the most beautiful smile displayed between two perfectly pink lips. It was him. He was here, again. Harry. "We've really got to stop meeting like this, don't you think?"
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[A Fanfiction Of A Guy That Looks Perfectly Like Harry Styles] "I totally had the perfect life , I was rich, lived in a happy family and loving parents , I had so many friends and I was moving too fast towards my dream. But nothing lasts forever , in a moment you can lose everything, in a second your whole life can change. Also everything can be better because of one person that you never expected to meet. So I had this life experience and I tried to write it .."Always trust who you do love!" :) --------------------------------------- He suddenly caught my arm stopping me from moving" M-Molly, wait" he bumbled,i stared at him, he didn't use to stutter "Yes?" i calmly said, "Do you love me?" he asked in a low voice, I was surprised by the weird question at a weird time, but "I do, Harry" he still didn't let go of my arm " Promise, you won't judge me because of what is not my fault." i frowned as i didn't get what he wanted to say, he noticed and repeated "Promise, you will not hate me for who i'm really not" I smiled widely "Don't be an idiot, I don't think hating you could ever be an actual thing!" I said, but probably that wasn't the right answer for the question ...

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