The Three Words

The Three Words

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olah people of wattpad its the-nerd-girl this is just a poem i wrote called the three words, actually let me tell u guys about how it actually started once on a fine day i was home alone, getting bored to death, and was sitting on my bed when i saw my old guitar hanging on the wall next to the window of my room and the next thing i know is that i am sitting on the bed just humming and playing the strings (i dont really know how to play a guitar) and i was thinking about my more- tragic love life when the words just formed up themselves , i wrote a paragraph first, and made my friend know about it, he told me how amazing were the words and i should definetely join one direction (heeeheheheeh) after convincing him that i was not that good, its been a month today since i even touched the poem today i came back from school and opened my laptop and started writting again and this pretty much how it goes!! PS: pls comment and tell me how is it and also tell me even if u didn't like it. open to all comments!! and also the guy who encouraged me in writting the peom( yeah the same he is not atlking to me now&lt; so i hope if he reads it, Manu, i completed the poem and i am so sorry for today!!!
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It's dark in the closet, I can just vaguely see his features and realise how close we're standing. Like, really close. My chest is toughing his and my hand is resting on his shoulder. As I realise that, I quickly remove it. "Cozy", he whispers in my ear, which make chills run down my spine. "Shut up", I whisper. "McGonagall's class starts in ten minutes, I guess you'll be stuck in here until then", he says smirking. "I can leave at any moment", I say, glaring at him. "And then I'd follow you, and what would people think when they see us leaving a tiny closet like this, together", he whispers and God his voice makes me shiver. "You're such an arrogant git". "And you're a sad nerd". "Stupid sod!" "Pathetic halfblood" "Useless, stuck-up brat!" And then his lips collide with mine, all of the sudden, filled with passion. And I kiss him back. - This was my first HP fanfiction EVER. It's not great, but it's a quick, fun read I guess. If you want something a little more in depth and less ... cringy, I recommend checking out my other works haha All characters are owned by JK Rowling. I do NOT support JKR at all, but I wrote this fan fiction years ago when I didn't know any better, and the Harry Potter universe was a big part of my teen life. #1 in malfoyxreader #1 in dracoxreader #1 in Malfoy #1 in Pureblood #1 in Potter

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