You Call Me Sunshine | A Harry Styles Fanfiction

You Call Me Sunshine | A Harry Styles Fanfiction

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Harry Styles
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Famous Figure
Famous Figure: Musician
It was just a contract. A few months in Italy. A kitchen to myself. A moody client who was never around. Except he was. Barefoot, distant, too polite. And I was-unfortunately-already starting to care. He didn't ask for company. I didn't ask for complications. But somewhere between shared breakfasts and late-night apologies, something shifted. And now I'm trying not to feel everything all at once-for a man who won't even call me his, not out loud. They said don't fall for your boss. They didn't warn me what to do when he starts falling back.
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Even the ones who we least expect it are the ones hurting. You always hear that the same people who laugh the most are the ones hurting in secret. I didn't believe it until I met you. We heal wounds on others because it's easier to fix theirs than ours. We have a lot more in common more than you know. We're two people stuck in a labyrinth with nowhere to go. We'll be alright. -H --- May the games begin... I start shaking my right leg up and down feeling nervous by the way he talks to me. I have no idea how to respond to him. I never planned to actually feel intimidated by him so quickly but I honestly should've expected that from the way he would talk to me or about himself while we texted. "Someone's nervous? Baby, it's okay. I don't bite, unless you want me to," He says seductively. He continues looking at me licking his lips as he then moves his eyes down to my chest staring hard at them. The way his words roll off his tongue is enough to make me feel something in between my legs.

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