Complicated Freak// h.s

Complicated Freak// h.s

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Apr 4, 2018
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Harry Styles
"What's your name baby girl?" He says as he places his thumb on my bottom lip. I could feel the heat from his body that was pressed against mine. My heart was beating a thousand miles per hour and I began feeling lightheaded. The fact that he wasn't wearing a shirt wasn't helping the situation. "Um... ah.. m-my.. I.. am... a-ra..Arabella" I stuttered out breathlessly. "Tell me Arabella, do I make you nervous?" He says tucking my hair behind my ear. Before I could reply, everything started spinning and the last thing I remember are his green eyes before darkness consumed me. *********************************************** First time out of the United States without her parents, Arabella is both excited and nervous. She has always dreamed of visiting Paris. Arabella and her best friend Rose having been planning for this trip since they were sophomores in high school. They had all their bags packed for a two week long vacation, but little did they know that was about to change because he had his eyes on the prize that he wasn't about to let go so easily. He always gets what he wants... everyone knows that.
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