imagine opening the door to harrys house to see him after a week of him being in la. you find him sitting down on the couch flicking through the channels, he looks up at you and his eyes light up. he scans your body up and down and smirks while standing up and walking slowly towards you. all in a flash he pins you up against the wall and leaves kisses all down your neck. his hot breathe tickling your ear, he murmurs in his raspy deep voice “ive missed you”
i’m home sick with the flu and i just received this email from my father
(Source: bonnieandclydes)
