9. he loves me, he really does!
Harry grabbed my hand and led me to his bedroom, I thought about how Zayn just kissed me in here but shrugged it off. He sat me on his bed and kissed me. I felt fireworks, nothing like with Zayn. I really loved Harry. And I think he loves me too. Just the my thought were cut off by Harry pulling away. I accidently let out a whine, then blushed. He chuckled, took his shirt off, and then kissed me again. I wanted to stop him from undressing but his skin was such a perfect tan. His tattoos fit on his body perfectly and I couldn't stop myself before I was tracing a bird on his chest. I stopped. "Why'd you stop?" He asked. I smiled and continued to trace the little bird. He groaned when I stopped tracing the bird, but stoppx when I lifted my shirt over my head. His eyes widened. "I'm surprised you're a virgin. You're so beautiful. You have the right curves." I blushed. He chuckled
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