I tried to make this one a bit longer than usual.
That morning I heard a beautiful voice. I listened in “You know آپ love me I know آپ care.” Niall and his Justin Bieber obsession. I knocked on the دیوار as Harry peered out of the bathroom.
“Knock it off.” I tapped on the wall. I heard Niall’s Irish laugh. Harry shrugged and went in the bathroom,
“And Harry, get some clothes on آپ nudist.” Harry looked out again, towel on his waist, he shot me a dirty look. He turned and put his hands on the front,
“No, Harry.” He had done this to me before, I started to regret the words...
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