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harry couldn't stopthinking aboutthat day, constantly thinkingabout his lips,his warm breath,the way their eyes met,how the world stopped for a moment,and everything wasperfect

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harry couldn't stop
thinking about
that day,
constantly thinking
about his lips,
his warm breath,
the way their eyes met,
how the world
stopped for a moment,
and everything was
perfect.

though,
harry wasn't sure if
the blondie felt
the same way he did,
so he kept dead
silence as they
walked side by side.

niall felt guilty,
guilty that he probably
ruined the friendship
between them as
he avoided eye-contact
and felt miserable.

harry finally broke the silence,
"hey, about yesterday....."
niall wasn't sure what
he was doing,
as his lips collapsed
into his and he
couldn't think straight.

harry took a minute to
comprehend what
was happening as he
returned the kiss.

it was one of the most
sensual things happening,
niall felt harry's lips,
warm and somehow tasting
like mint,
as the taller lad
wrapped his hands
around his waist
and niall's locked around
his neck as he pulled
him closer and
closer.

it was slow and uncertain
in the beginning,
but it grew soft and smooth.
harry felt the plump lips
of the irish lad on his,
and an aura of
realness surrounded him,
while passion ignited
inside of him,
this was everything.

their breaths matched,
as their heart raced,
the worries evaporated away,
they left the concerns
of the world behind,
it was just them at this time.

this kiss was more than
just a kiss,
it was like a promise,
a beginning,
a beginning to something
much more great.

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