blacstyles
"Is this what you want?" He asked, his forehead gently pressed against mine, his fingers tracing my neck lightly, his breaths coming out in shallow puffs.
It was a great question, one that really made me stop for a second; even if that wasn't the intention behind it, in that moment of pure impulse and bliss, I asked myself.
Do I want this?
Do I want to kiss Harry Styles?
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