How About A Blurb Where Peter And The Reader Are Always Exchanging Notes, Like Cute Little Handwritten

how about a blurb where peter and the reader are always exchanging notes, like cute little handwritten notes 🗒️ tysm

a/n: ahhhhh love this :,) i haven’t written in ages so it’s good to be back hehe enjoy

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you squint down at your trigonometry handout, trying to make sense of its complicated equations. eyes scanning over the letters, you mumble to yourself.

“sin to the fourth power times six is-”

a piece of paper suddenly lands on your desk. it’s followed by a pssst from ned, who sits next to you. you curiously glance from the handout over to ned, to which he replies with a thumb jabbed back at peter.

peter gives you one of his dorky, giddy grins and points at the paper.

“read it,” he mouthes.

you and peter practically hang off of each other the whole day, whether you’re sneaking kisses between classes or walking with your pinkies linked in the hallways. however, you’re not able to do that in trig because you two sit on opposite sides of the room.

your solution was the idea to pass notes because it’s low-key and quite romantic in your opinion. peter is a sucker for romance, so he was in.

since you’re lucky enough to have ned right in the middle of the room, he’s yours and peter’s messenger for the period.

giggling to yourself, you grab the paper to read it.

it’s ripped right from peter’s notebook and covered in cross-outs, making it very authentic to him.

are you less than 90 degrees? because you’re acute

get it? you’re cute!

yeah yeah that was cheesy… but i bet it made you smile anyways

love you

- peter <3

surely enough, you’re beaming when you finish reading peter’s note. you meet his gaze once again. peter is looking at you expectantly, quirking his eyebrows in anticipation of your response.

“love you, too,” you whisper.

peter blows you a quick kiss that you catch, ned cooing at the two of you.

you three get back to work after that, and you keep the note held tightly to your chest.

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“ugh, this has been the longest week of my life,” you complain as you trudge into peter’s apartment. “and it’s only monday,” peter finishes for you in a grumble.

he tosses his keys on the kitchen counter, you taking it upon yourself to splay out on the couch.

it always warms peter’s heart to see you so comfortable at his place.

“i’m so tired, pete… i’m exhausted,” you whine to your boyfriend.

peter makes his way over to the couch, sighing sympathetically. he sits down beside you, and you instantly crawl into his lap.

“i know, baby,” peter speaks with his lips pressed to your hair. “school’s pretty draining. we got a lot to do.”

your face is hidden in peter’s shoulder, his arms around your lower back. he chuckles when he feels you groan against him.

“don’t remind me,” you demand.

“as much as i wanna snuggle you all afternoon…” peter trails off to kiss the side of your head. “i should probably get started on that essay.”

having already done yours, you end up scribbling in your english binder while peter types away on his laptop.

he’s been at it for so long that his eyes are tearing and his natural curls are showing from having kept running his hands through them in distress. he seems even more exhausted than you now.

you unclip your binder and remove a sheet of paper, wordlessly padding over to peter’s desk. bending over, you loop your arms around his neck and dangle the paper in front of his laptop screen.

“what’s this?” peter wonders, a yawn trapped in his throat. “guess you’ll have to open it and find out,” you hum.

you rest your chin on his shoulder in the meantime.

he gingerly grasps the folded sheet between his fingers.

i just wanna c_ddle, but i can’t cuz i’m missing u :(

like the letter

not as good as yours

you get the point tho

take a break petey

“mm, can’t say no to that,” peter decides, the corners of his lips turning up in a smile.

he folds your note up again and tucks it in his pocket, turning his head to plant a soft kiss on your cheek.

“cuddles?” you repeat your note.

your arms tighten around peter’s neck. finally, peter closes his laptop and nods toward his bed.

“yeah, baby. cuddles.”

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sleepover!

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summary: Harry never thought he would fall in love during a youtube video his friends had him do.

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harry lewis x fem!reader

word count: 1.2K

please this is actual shit i’m sorry :(

don’t steal any of my work, thanks!

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𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐀𝐖𝐊𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐋𝐘 in the middle of the setup, bright white lights practically blinding him. Downing his beer in his hands, he attempted to calm his nerves in preparation for this video.

He could hear his friends laughing into his earphone, a muffled voice of JJ saying “Harry, chill! Yo, Harry chill out man!”

Throwing down the beer can, Harry groaned in frustration and nerves. “This is the worst day of my life, like- like honestly, I don’t want to be here.” “I would pay all I have in my account to not be here right now, but I’m here.” His chest rose and fell into a loud cry of all the emotions he had kept in to until now.

Hearing his friends laugh at his antics hardly helped to boost his confidence for the video, but he knew it was going to be a big hit. I mean, talking to a few attractive girls, what’s the worst that could happen?

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You walked onto the set, now feeling slightly suffocated by the amount of white lighting they had included for the backgrounds.

Harry turned his gaze to you, not expecting such a beauty to walk in. His mouth fell agape for what he believed to be less than a second, but turned out not to be as he could hear the people behind the cameras and his friends laughing hysterically at him.

The closer you walked towards him, the lower his gaze got. The side camera got a clear shot of him checking you out not so subtly, Harry quickly looking away as he knew how much shit he would get for it later.

You smiled sweetly at him, knowing your instructions of not revealing any information about yourself for now. You couldn’t lie, he was gorgeous. Now feeling an intense amount of stress of being rejected by this handsome man, that would just be humiliating.

Harry’s heart practically burst when you smiled at him. If this was a cartoon, his character would definitely have huge heart eyes right now.

He gulped and without any hesitation, he spoke nervously “Yes”. You let out a sigh of relief as he said that one three letter word. Giving him an awkward thumbs up, you said a quick goodbye beginning to walk off.

“Only if, If only you, I mean you don’t? Fuck!” He yelled out at the end after attempting to fix his mistake which wasn’t even a mistake, stumbling over his words infront of you.

“Harry!” Ethan yelled into his ear piece, howling at the nervous wreck on the screen. Harry completely crumbled to the floor, letting out a cry of embarrassment.

Not only has he embarrassed himself already infront of the public, but the pretty girl he had just seen.

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Wiping your sweaty hands on your jeans, you walked as slow as possible to the ‘destine to be awkward’ room.

Waddling over to the place you dreaded most, you tried to come up with any conversation starter, or any awkward silence fillers, literally anything rather to suffer this labelled worst date ever.

Harry knew it was you next, he had been waiting for this one the entire video since he last saw you. And when you decided to stay with the other 8 women, the boys had never seen Harry happier.

Realising the point of the video, Harry panicked and alerted the boys. “Boys, boys, please!”

“What?” He heard the voice of Vik speak questionably into the microphone.

“Please, please! I swear if you fucking dare!” Harry growled comedically into the earpiece.

“Oh shit! It’s the one he likes next!” He heard Ethan yell, the sound on stomped was heard immediately after, assuming they had all jumped up and down in amusement when they realised they could make this man’s life hell.

Seeing your figure enter the room made all his friends laughs seen muffled to him, it was as if someone pressed play on George Michael’s ‘Careless Whisper’ as he watched you walk his way.

Wait, no. JJ was actually playing ‘Careless Whisper’ through the microphone to Harry’s earpiece.

You leaned over to Harry, shaking his hand firmly as eye contact act wasn’t broken. “I’m Y/N” You greeted.

“Hi” Harry sighed out, tilting his head at you, completely mesmerised by your beauty. He could hear the sidemen laughing at the lovesick man but Harry actively decided to ignore them, making them laugh even harder.

You smiled at his face full of adoration as his gaze was fixated on you, “You’re Harry right?” You questioned, starting a conversation with the pretty man opposite you.

Harry’s cheeks stained a rosy blush at the way you said his name making a soft smile fall onto his face. “Yeah, yeah that’s me!”

“So what do you do?” He questioned you as if you two were on a real date, he felt easy with you, like words just fell out his mouth before he had time to protest.

As you two had a genuine conversation with flirty remakes hidden in there, JJ wouldn’t not stop pestering Harry to scratch his ass in the middle of a conversation. Each and everytime Harry ignored it.

“Scratch your fucking ass Harry!” JJ screamed into the microphone making Harry flinch in his seat.

Noticing this, you asked “Are you okay?” He nodded convincingly but pointed to something behind you, “What? What’s that?”

You turned around looking for what Harry had seen. While you turned, Harry ripped his earpiece out and threw it behind him just in time for you turning back. The hysterics the sidemen were in were unbelievable.

Harry just smiled when you asked what he actually saw and continued on with what would be one of many dates to come in the future.

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harry being in love with Y/N is all i need haha

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BRO Y/N’S FIT MAN

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Harry ain’t slick with Y/N

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fuck harry i want Y/N

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Request: Can you do an imagine where y/n sends Harry a naughty very obvious full frontal nude photo while Ethan is using Harry’s phone during a sidemen video shoot because his has no service. (Maybe the most recent sidemen Sunday video about needing a phone with service to look at map).

Pairing: W2S x reader

Warnings: NUDITY! alcohol/wine, mentions of a boner

Word count: 953 words

A/N: I know you probably wanted the map, but Ethan was driving in the video and I could've swapped it around but whatever- hope you still like it! <33

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HARRY'S POV

Ethan and I were stuck at Halford's car park with a clamp on our wheel. Ethan was trying to call the other guys to get the key but he had no service.

I, on the other hand, am having a great time painting our car. I was just drawing a '69' on the side, because why not?

Classic.

"Bog, will you give me your phone? Mine for some reason isn't giving me any service," Ethan asks, frustrated. I chuckle and unlock it for him, handing the phone.

"Don't do anything dumb," I say, turning back to the car. I heard Ethan mumble and run a hand through my hair, deciding to put a few stickers on. I heard the phone ringing for a few moments but no one picked up.

"God's sake," he mumbles. "We are so getting them back for this?"

"Does my phone have service?" I ask, whilst getting a few stickers.

"Yeah—" he pauses as we both hear a ping from my phone. "Oh, Y/N texted."

"What did she say?" I reply, sticking an England sticker to the side of the car.

"I'll check, can you pass me some water?" I chuck him a bottle of water and he opens it, checking what Y/N said. As Ethan was drinking his water, he suddenly choked on it, nearly dropping my phone.

"Oi! What you doing?" I shout, taking my phone off him.

"Well, I just didn't know Y/N sent that kinda stuff," he splutters, bending down. I narrow my eyes and unlock my phone again, seeing what Y/N sent.

Oh my God.

Y/N sent a fucking nude, I thought, my eyes widening.

Her arm covered the lower bit of her tits, her hair brushed back. She was pouting in the camera, closing her eyes at the same time. She wasn't wearing any makeup, making this more natural; more beautiful. Her legs were spread straight on the bed, but I could still see her clit, seeing a little pre-cum. I held in my urge to groan as I felt a boner. The photo captioned: what ur missing out on xxxxx

I recognized the room to be Talia's bedroom, wondering why she took the picture there. Then I zoomed in on the pic and saw a glass of red wine sitting on the bedside table. I smirk to myself, then remember Ethan was with me.

I cough and refresh my phone, putting it back in my pocket. Ethan was looking at me with a raised eyebrow, trying to accuse me of something. "Just forget you saw the picture."

"I have a girlfriend mate. It was forgotten ages ago." I chuckle and shake my head, turning back to the car.

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MEANWHILE WITH Y/N...

You and the other girls were playing a game of truth or dare. Sure it was a teenager game, but who cares? It was 1 pm and you were all already drunk on wine.

"Okay, okay, Y/N. Truth or dare?" Faith slurs, sipping her drink. You bit your lip, knowing you picked truth too many times.

"Alright. Dare." Freya and Talia look at each other with mischief.

"Well," Faith giggles, "you have to send a picture of yourself to your boyfriend, Harry."

You furrow your eyebrows but shrug. "Shouldn't be too hard—"

"Not any kind of picture," she puts her finger in the air, "a naughty picture. A nude." You widen your eyes at this, gasping.

"B-but, I've never sent a nude!" The girls giggle.

"Come onnnn, Y/N. Harry's out there with a shitty car in the cold, wishing you were there to warm him up," Freya winks, picking her glass up again.

"You at least have to give him a pic, tell him what you up to," Talia smirks. "You can go to my room if you want."

You think about it for a minute. You haven't seen him for a few days and he's probably getting muddy now, wishing he wasn't there. Wishing he was with you.

Letting my tipsy imagination go wild now.

"Alright," you say, standing up. "Why not?" The girls' shriek as you grab your glass of wine and head into Talia's room, closing the door behind you.

You sit on the bed after setting your glass to the side and began to think. How are you going to take this? You start by taking off your onesie Talia leant to you, dropping it on the bed. You then take off your underwear, dropping it on the floor. You already had your bra off.

You sit on the bed, your back resting against the head border. You spread your legs straight and you grab your phone. You go on the camera and position your phone high in the air, showing most of your body. You decide to place your other arm on the lower part of your breasts to tease him. You blow a kiss to the camera and take the picture.

You go on iMessage and send the photo to Harry:

You what ur missing out on xxxxx attachment: 1 image

You smile to yourself, feeling triumphant and head back to the living room. Faith looks towards you and smirks. "Did you send it?" You nod and she asks for proof. You show them the picture and they gasp, their mouths wide open.

"Damn," Talia whispers, making Freya giggle.

"If I wasn't in a 10-year-old relationship, I would've dated you," Freya says, making you playfully roll your eyes.

"Well then, I think that's enough truth or dare today!" Faith exclaims, chugging all her wine.

"She's right, we need movies," Talia points out, standing up.

You were about to follow them when you get a message on your phone. You open it up and see that it was Harry who texted:

Harry you're dead tonight, love

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(un) expected | tom holland x reader

pairing: pregnant! reader x actor! tom holland

warnings: extended warnings will be given for each chapter, please read them carefully and proceed only if you feel comfortable/safe!

one (coming soon) 

my thirst is endless. enjoy 🙃

red carpet surprise || Tom Holland

Summary: You're just as famous as Tom attending a red carpet together in honour of one of Tom's films and an interviewer knows a little bit more about you than Tom does.

Rating: G

Warning: N/A

Dating a famous person was never something you were directly opposed to, but it wasn't something that was common for you. For the longest time in your career you stuck to mundane men with normal jobs, those who would stay in one place. At least, until 5 years ago.

Five years ago you were single for the first time in a little while and excited to meet new people. You wanted to step out of your comfort zone, to try something new so you went on vacation to Hawaii.

You new a few actors in Hawaii, and you thought, why not visit them! SO you visited Jacob Batalon at his home, not expecting to see your secret celebrity crush there. You met Tom, and while spending time with Jacob you intern had spent a decent amount of time with Tom as well.

You really didn't think that anything would come out of it, but just before you left the island Tom asked to see you more. And here you are five years later with the hottest man in Hollywood in on your hip and a finger on your finger.

Red carpets together was something rare, but something you cherished. Going out of the way to match your dress to his suit in a subtle way, and staying out of the way of the interviewers. This wasn't your movie after all. You were very lucky still to be able to stay with Tom the whole time, admiring him during interviews and signing a few sneaky autographs in his path.

The final interview before you would be ushered inside Tom was so excited. For so many things, and you yourself were happy to see this. But you were nervous, you had to tell Tom when you got home tonight.

Tom's hand stayed around your waist while he stood thorough the interview, you leaned your head on his shoulder listening to him ramble on about the show. Then you hear your name.

"We've just heard the news, congratulations. To you both I suppose," your eyes were wide, and you could feel Tom's grip on you tighten, confusion lacing his expression.

"Sorry, could you be a bit more specific? I mean, it's a night of congratulations after all..." the interviewer believed this, and apologized for assuming you would know. And then they continued.

"We just got news, that you two are expecting your first child together. Congratulations I know you two will be the best parents a kid could ask for. Are you far along?"

"No, just a few weeks. And thank you..."

Tom mumbled his thank you as well before the two of you were ushered off. Inside the safety of the building where everything was more relaxed you pulled yourself from his softened grip with pleading eyes.

"Tom, i was going to tell you. I've only known for a few weeks, there's still time and options. I don't know who told them, i swear it wasn't me - i was going to tell you tonight. I had this whole thing planned out, it's sitting on the bed at home I-"

His eyes were full of tears, and his hand was shaking gently as he touched your hand pulling you into him. He was warm, and safe and not at all angry. He let a few sobs rack his body before he kissed your head and pulled you out far enough that he could look at you - his eyes full of nothing but love and a few tears.

"Love, i'm not mad. I know they can be sneaky it's okay. You're really pregnant?" A nod and his eyes grow big. "How far along, do you know what it is yet?"

"Eight weeks, we won't know for a few more weeks what the gender is. The Nurse thinks it's a girl."

"Whatever this baby is, now, or in the future, i will love them with all of my heart."

"I can't believe they ruined the surprise. Now everything at home is ruined!"

Tom wiped a single tear from your cheek, "i'll just pretend i don't know when we get home yeah?"

"Oh you don't-"

"No, no, i will. I want to see the surprise, and for you to be happy about how i found out."

"I love you Tom."

"I love you too my Darling."

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Request: Could you do a Harry x reader where they hook up in Ibiza or any holiday and fans and sidemen find out and everyone goes mental? Love your work!

Pairing: W2S x fem!reader

Warnings: making out, erm exposing people, i think a few swear words? idk

Word count: 1,310 words

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Y/N'S POV

As the sun started to set slowly, you and the girls head closer to the water, wanting a few pictures by the sea.

You look to where Harry is, seeing him with a beer in his hand. He was wearing yellow shorts and he was shirtless. You make eye contact and see him smile, winking at you at the same time. You blush a little and turn back to the girls, watching them take turns in taking pictures.

"Y/N, it's your go!" Freya says, telling you to stand in her spot.

You decide to sit down and look away from the camera to make it look simple. As Gee takes the picture, you look at the overlapping waves crashing against the rocks, making a peaceful sound.

I'll come back here later.

"Done!" Gee exclaims and you stand up. You glance at the picture and smile, seeing that you looked fine.

"Send it to me," you say, flipping your hair to the side. Gee nods and co-operates. You glance at Talia and see that she's got something on her mind so you give her a look to spit it out.

"Harry seems to be staring at you an awful lot," she points out as you glance at Harry. He was playing a game with Josh (Chip) and drinking a cocktail now.

You shrug and look back, "well, I do look stunning. I don't blame him." The girls laugh at your response and nod to the beach house, saying that we should go back.

"You coming?" Freya asks, waiting for you.

"Nah, I'll come in a bit. I wanna see the sunset," you smile as she nods.

"Don't stay out too late, then!" She yells, waving me off and going to the beach house.

You turn back around and sit down on your beach mat, watching the waves go calmer. You were glad you got to Ibiza because you thought you couldn't. You had a heavy schedule due to your YouTube career but your manager decided you needed a break.

Hence why you're on an island right now.

You heard a few voices on the beach, mostly laughter. Ibiza is the place you'd want to get drunk in as it's known for being an infamous party island. You didn't wanna get too drunk, but it doesn't hurt to have a few cocktails every now and then.

You felt a presence behind you so you looked up and see Harry standing there. You smile and pat the spot beside you as he sits down.

"Where are the rest of the boys?" You ask, looking at him.

"They went inside since it's getting dark. They wanna go to a club or some shit," he shrugs, gazing at you.

"Are you gonna go?"

Harry smirks and uncrosses his legs, patting on his lap. You playfully roll your eyes and sit on it, wrapping your legs around his waist.

"I'd rather be here with you," he mumbles as you caress his cheek with your hand. "Plus, you look stunning in this bikini."

You giggle and pull him in for a kiss. At first, the kiss was passionate but then it turned into a need. Like you both haven't had each other for hours.

Which is true.

You slip your tongue in his mouth, to which he groans out. His fingers go down to your bikini underwear, trying to slip them off. You whine in his mouth as his mouth goes down to your neck.

You threw your head back in delight as he sucks all of your sweet spots. Your hands go in his hair, pulling it slightly. You could feel his bulge on your not so thick bikini, turning you on even more.

"I might as well fuck you right here, right?" He mutters, going back to your lips again.

You kiss him again, more urgently than before. He understood your frustration as he caresses your thigh softly. You suddenly feel Harry's right hand on your back and feel him tugging at the knot of your bikini top.

You pull away ever so slightly and rest your forehead on his, breathing heavily. "W-we're on a beach, y'know?" You point out as he smiles.

"I thought you liked me being romantic," he chuckles.

"We can't do this here," you whisper, removing your forehead from his. He huffs as you giggle.

"It's not like we have fans here," he replies while taking your hand. He kisses the back of it, making you blush.

"Yeah, but we have friends. They're right up there," you retort, glancing at the beach house behind you. It was a 6-minute walk from the beach house, but that doesn't mean they can see you guys.

"Then are we taking this inside?" he suggests.

"I'll go in first." You get up from his lap as Harry stands up with you. You peck his cheek and grab your jacket, putting it on. You quickly walk to the villa, wanting to be with Harry as soon as possible.

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As you see the sunrise, you look to the left side of you, seeing Harry sleeping like a baby. You smiled, glancing at his arm across your waist. You grab your phone and see a text from Talia, reading it quickly.

Taliaaa x can u come down here real quick? we need to show u something x

You check the time and see that it's 10:30 am. You furrow your eyebrows, wondering what they possibly needed this early in the morning.

You glance at Harry again and slowly remove his arm from your body. You get up from the bed and get a pillow, placing it where you were. As you suspected, Harry squeezed the pillow still snoozing away. You grab one of Harry's hoodies and put it on. You shook your head at the sight of Harry and head downstairs, quietly closing the door behind you.

When you get to the living area, everyone was on their phones sniggering at something. You raise an eyebrow and cross your arms. "What's going on?"

Ethan was the first to look at you and when he does, he couldn't help but release his laughter. "You said you wouldn't date him and here you are!— Oh I can't." He struggles to explain which makes you more confused.

"I went back to the beach to check on you," Cal(freezy) smirks, kicking back on the sofa. "But I saw something intriguing instead."

Gee giggles as she hands you her phone and you take it from her. You tap on the video she was playing and widen your eyes.

It was you and Harry, making out on the beach last night.

"What? But I thought you—" As you were trying to explain yourself, Harry comes down the stairs, rubbing his eyes.

"Y/N/N, where'd you— oh hey guys! Why are you up this early?" He quickly changes subjects when he sees the rest of the group there.

You huff and show him Gee's phone, him looking confused. "They know." Harry glanced at the screen and he looks taken aback, grabbing the phone.

"And another thing," Freya says, putting a hand over her mouth, "Cal's drunk arse posted it on Twitter."

Both of your heads snapped up at Cal and he simply shrugs. "What? You two should've been more careful."

"Take it down, now," Harry says sternly, getting his own phone. You get yours as well and immediately go on Cal's account, seeing the comments of his recent Tweet.

KSI BRO WHATTTT I KNEW IT miniminter YOU OWE ME

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miniminter OH FFS

w2scutieee OH MY GOD THE COUPLE I NEVER KNEW I NEEDED

mintersdmn Y/N IS LUCKY WTH i love them

y/nslove ima make an edit cya-

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"I hate you, Freezy," you say, sticking your middle finger up at him. You felt Harry's arm around your waist and you look up.

"Okay, you guys know, very embarrassing. Can we go to sleep now?" He groans as the girls 'aw' at you. Meanwhile, the boys start cheering as you flush with happiness.

"Use a condom!" Josh (Zerkaa) yells as you head up the stairs.

"Piss off!" You both say at the same time, hearing laughter downstairs.

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