The Confused Man // h.s
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Ongoing5m
Last published Mon, Oct 8, 2018
"Harry... can i ask you something?" Christina asks as she lay on harry's chest and looks up just to meet those mesmerizing green eyes
"Sure" harry nods "What's all of this? us... are we even together? Do you love me?" She ask nervously knowing that harry wouldnt want to hear that again
"Oh god christina , can you just.. ugh! i told u that i cant answer that , not now" Harry pushes her away from his chest climbing off of bed then walks out the door with a loud bang.
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