I Forgot How to Breathe (Harry Styles)
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Dernière publication lun., août 17, 2015
"Since I'm sitting in a bed, I can't do anything but to spread out my arms and prepare myself for the hug. Harry leans towards me and right before our body touches, our eyes meet. His eyes looks so deeply into mine that I forgot how to breathe, and my entire body starts to feel numb. I know it just lasts a millisecond, but it feels like an entire hour.
Then his body touches mine and his strong arms wraps around my body. I can feel the warmth from his skin through our layers of clothes and I feel him breathe out against my neck, causing my body to shiver. I have my arms wrapped around his back with my fists clenched against his shoulder blades, and my head rests on his shoulder. When it can't get any better, I feel him open his mouth.
"Don't forget to breathe, love" he whispers. First, I feel confused before I realise that I've been holding my breath since he got close to me, and I breathe out onto his shoulder.
"Sorry, I forgot how to breathe" I whisper, surprised that my body is able to say anything. I feel him smile before he lets his arms off me, leaving me exposed to the world."
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