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I can feel the warm sunlight peeking through the window. I can see it shining into my eyelids. I just can't bring myself to open my eyes yet. I feel Harry's arms around my stomach. My back pressed comfortably against his chest. I could feel every slow breath of his, as his face was nuzzled so close to me. It was such a peaceful feeling. His fragrance still somehow stuck around in the air, he always smelled so good. His t-shirt that I was wearing carried a clean scent as well, almost like vanilla. He held me so tightly, as close as possible really. I've never been so close to someone, or felt so safe and comfortable with the proximity. It's like for once, every single thought I had just disappeared. The feeling of his arms around me was a sense of comfort I've never had in my life. The adrenaline from last night was completely gone; but even without the desire that was too much to handle, I still had the same feelings when it came to Harry. Nothing else mattered, just him. What am I gonna do? ☆ ☆ ☆ Life and death, beauty and violence. Devotee • A person who is very interested in or enthusiastic about something or someone. ☆ ☆ ☆ Explicit/mature content warning!
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