Running Love /N.H/

Running Love /N.H/

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The space between us was never thinner. We breathed the same air. Our lips almost touching. The wind was cold brushing past our face. I could see nothing but him. He lead in even further. Even though it seamed there was already no distance between us. Hes lips were almost connected with mine, my mind shot awake. Just in that moment I pushed out a quiet breathy whisper. "I. Hate. You." In the same second I turn completely around and starting walking foot in front of foot. He said nothing behind me.
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Prologue: My body pressed against the wall, heavy breathing as his face was close to mine, his hot breath against my face "h-Harry I'm together with Niall" I stutter as his lips moved to brush over my neck "but you don't care do you baby girl? I heard your moans last night" he whispers and my breath hitch in my throat "my name left your lips so perfectly and he wasn't even here to please you" he whispers as his hand grip my hip keeping me in place "don't try to deny it (y/n), you want me and as you maybe know I don't like sharing" his lips formed into smirk and I gulp.

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