sweet // H.S. AU

He wraps his arms around me tightly, tucking his head into my neck. "I'm falling for you so god damn hard." He breathes against my skin and I shiver, moving my hands to his back.

I run my fingers up and down his smooth skin, as his words repeat in my head over and over. "Why is that trouble?"

He doesn't answer, just lifts his head, leans forward, and presses his lips to mine.

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If you're tired of stereotypical, asshole Harry fics, read this one. My Harry is sweet.

See what I did there?

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No translations, please!