"I though loving acts, loving words are meaningless." - Anonymous
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"Fuck." Harry muttered under his breath making my insides twist and turn. He looked handsome, he always looked...delicious especially in a tux.
"You look beautiful." He smirked laying a kiss on my bare collarbone.
"Harry my parents are behind you." I squirmed, my cheeks turning beetroot red.
"Uh yeah." He composed himself. "Your daughter looks beautiful, Mr. Malik." He smirks at my father who gives him a death glare enough to make you feel like you have been sent to hell. My mom just stands there in awe, like I'm going to prom and ...
"She is not sleeping ove-" my dad adds but I'm quick to interrupt. "BUT DAD IT WILL BE LATE..." I pout, thank goodness my brother isn't around otherwise I wouldn't even make it out the
