cruel summer οΈ± harry styles
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β you keep looking at me like that, β he murmured, voice low, eyes scanning the delicate details of her face, still cradled in his lap.
she blinked up at him, the tension and fear she'd grown so used to a distant memory. "like what?"
a corner of his mouth quirked up, fingers trailing over the side of her temple as he spoke, light as a feather. "like you're trying to figure me out."
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