Dancing Into His Arms (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

He literally starts stroking his freaking chin, peering at me from under his dark sunglasses; attempting to look like that sexy bad-boy in the movies, I assume. But... I mean... what the heck, man? Just an hour ago you were skipping around on stage, announcing to your Canadian fans that you were a, "pretty unicorn" who, "loves poutine." ....... Fml.