Tall, Dark, & Handsome (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

He leaned his forehead on mine, our noses brushing slightly.

"I can't get enough of you, Elizabeth," Harry says bringing his lips to my ear.

"I am so bad for you, you know that, right?" he asks brushing a strand of hair away from my face.

"Of course I do. But you are my drug. No matter how hard I try I can't stay away. I just can't stay away from you," I wrap my arms around his neck and lace my fingers between his curls.

"Good, because I can't stay away from you either, and I won't stay away." he whispers as he crashes his lips to mine.

Maybe a love that is the worst for you, is also the best.