Falling in  Love is Nothing Like Disney said it Would be

Falling in Love is Nothing Like Disney said it Would be

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Wizarding World: Harry Potter
Everyone falls in love at some point in their life. I just didn't expect to fall in love with the one guy off limits. My brother's best friend. And my best friend's cousin. Albus Potter. A bad boy. Not to be confused with his brother, the prankster, Albus is a bad boy. He skips class and dates billions of girls. He's known throughout Hogwarts for his reputation and his looks. James is just a prankster and has a tendency to trick people and make them laugh. Albus once again, wears leather jackets on non-uniform days and fights. Why he's in Gryffindor is beyond me, but he is. Even with his reputation, Albus is loved by almost all of the school, except for Slytherins. He broke every rule there was, while I followed just about all of them. He was adored by the world, no matter the story the press told about him. And this is the story of how I fell in love with him.
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My fingers going through your hair, watching you fall asleep. Your legs behind mine. Your arm laying on top of me. Hearing you breathe. Taking my hands into yours, trying to warm them up without me asking for it. From kissing your left cheek to kissing your right cheek. Kissing your forehead to kissing the tip of your nose. Smiling in between until I reach your lips. Maybe we can have what our fathers never had the courage to build. Maybe we can close those unhealed wounds. Maybe we can love each other like they never did. disclaimer: I'm not English or American but I study English since I was seven so I try my best. However, if there are some errors, please don't hesitate to contact me. LAVINIA MORGANTE ON WATTPAD @2020

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