3 little words
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"Three words Styles" I say "Choose VERY VERY VERRRY carefully"
He nods, chestnut curls shaking with the movement.
"I-"
"Is he going to say it?" I think
"Need"
"Me?" I silently plead.
"Pizza"
I groan "HARRY!"
He just grins, "You didn't specify what words Carla"
Carla Perk and Harry Styles have been "friends" for 4 years, in that space of time they have:
Sex: 18
Confessed love for each other: 6
Make up sex:15
Fought:27
Broke up: 9
Gone out: 9 (and counting)
Carla makes lists and is always in control
And Harry makes a mess and refuses to be tied down.
It's a hopeless situation
And Harry still hasn't said those 3 little words.
Even though he wants to.
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