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Astronomy (h.s)

LETTURE 327
Voti 3
Parti 23
Tempo 3h 33m

LETTURE 327
Voti 3
Parti 23
Tempo 3h 33m

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darkhumor drama fanfiction fiction harrystyles louistomlinson love mental-health niallhoran pheobetonkin

"You've become my home. I love you Harry." I smile at him through my messy state. He leans towards me and we both stop for a second but like usual we kiss and it might be the one thing I needed to pull me back to my sane mind. I love this man, I'd die for this man. What was I thinking?

We kiss like it's our last and finally pull away to get settled back into sleep. Our bodies are wrapped together and it's the most comforting feeling I've felt in a while. 

"I love you Maeve. Always."Tutti i diritti riservati

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