matches || h.s.

"I can't kiss you... but every time I offer you a cigarette... imagine I am." Harry lights a match as I place a cigarette in between my lips.

"And every time you accept it, I know you've kissed me back." He says with a soft smile.

"We'll be kissing; embracing; no one will know."
He lights my cigarette and considers the match in his hand. The flame flickers and dies before reaching his fingers; his eyes flick to my gaze as I blow smoke from my mouth.

"For now," He says, tucking the pack of cigarettes into his jacket. "This will have to do."

I smile. "Only we will know."

"Yes," he nods, adjusting the cuff of his sleeve.

"Only we will know."

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{ started march 30, 2020, ongoing }
[ written by me, @lustfulstylesx, edited by @petcrpqrker. please go check out her wattpad, she plays a huge part in editing my book and is an amazing writer ! ]