Here You Are

Here You Are

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I sat back in my chair and sighed, crossing my arms over my chest. It was silent until the chair behind me screeched, signifying that Harry had got up. He unzipped his sweater and threw it at me, the article of clothing hitting me in the face. Smells nice. When the sweater fell, I found him looking at him, staring at his reflection in the window as he flexed his arm muscles, which were bulging by the way. He turned to me, continuing to flex. "You see these arms?" he asked, I nodded in confusion. "Wii Sports Resort." He spoke with the most serious expression. It was silent for a few seconds, my brain processing what he had just said, before I burst out laughing. - In which a pair of desk neighbours flourish into a beautiful friendship, which leads to something more.
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"You'll never get this done, you know?" The satisfaction was evident in his voice. "You could leave me alone so I can actually get this finished. Or pick up a brush." I gestured to the abundance of supplies I had purchased. "Mmm, no thanks. Don't really have my painting clothes on." My smirk reappeared and I turned fully to face him. "That's a real shame," I cocked my head to the side and fake pouted before pointing in his direction, "the door frame is wet." His body shot off the door frame he had been leaning against and he looked over his shoulder to see the line of white paint trailing down his presumably expensive coat. "Have a great rest of your day, Mr Styles." I flicked my hands in a 'go away' gesture before sliding the door closed behind him. **** TW: This story contains mentions/descriptions of physical/emotional/sexual abuse, coarse language and mature content. HIGHEST RANKINGS: No.3 #HarryStyles No.1 #HarryStylesFanfic No.6 #Friendships No.1 #HarryEdwardStyles No.1 #Soft No.1 #hs No.1 #1D No.1 #alternateuniverse No.1 #slowburn

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