Długo mnie znacie. I naprawdę uważacie, że kreuję się na złego chłopaka? Nie, nie kreuję się na skandalistę. Ja taki po prostu jestem. Mam niewyparzony ryj, czasami powiem coś śmiesznego w momencie, gdy trzeba zachować powagę. Jestem wyrazisty, jest we mnie dużo emocji. Nie mam problemu z okazywaniem uczuć, nie wstydzę się łez. Po ostatnim meczu w karierze, gdy kibice zgotowali mi owacje, też miałem świeczki w oczach. Moje życie to są emocje. Podchodziłem do wszystkiego na maksa. Jeśli się bawiłem, to na sto procent. Jeśli trenowałem, też starałem się dać z siebie wszystko. W końcu przychodzi jednak moment, gdy dojrzewasz i chcesz być fajnym, normalnym gościem. Tego szaleństwa w moim życiu zawsze było jednak o te dwa procenty za dużo.
When Y/N is having some tough luck, Harry steps in and makes sure she’s got what she needs. What neither of them realize is, moving in with Harry for a while was going to create new needs for the both of them.
When Harry comes home with a new toy, a motorcycle, Y/N hates it. Well, only until Harry convinces her to take a ride with him. The danger, the freedom, the way Harry is pressed against her– they’re all causing Y/N to change her mind about the bike after all.
It’s been too long since you’ve gotten to just be with Harry. To only exist together. Too long since the last time Harry’s touched you with intent. Too long since you tried to show him how much you love him.
This thing between Harry and Y/N was supposed to be easy, not too heavy. And that’s exactly what Y/N thinks it is until Harry sleeps with someone else (with Y/N’s graces) and she discovers that she really isn’t into that idea. Now she has to show Harry who’s boss.
Even if Harry had called it all off a while back, he didn’t want you with anyone else. They didn’t know how to treat you, how to make you feel your best. Harry guesses he’s got to show let Y/N that there will never be anyone like him.
Harry looks soft, lovable but there is something about him that gave him an edge. Maybe it was the perfect messy style of the hair you were still getting used to. Or maybe it was the black polish he was sporting on his nails. Whatever it was, it was intoxicating you much more than the drabbles of alcohol you had tonight.
Harry makes a mistake by sending a risqué message to his best friend. Sure it was accidental, but not all accidents have bad outcomes.
Ava is losing everything, everything. Harry needs a little help. Together, they’re a bit dangerous– and it gets the job done damn good. Maybe they’re helping each other, maybe they’re hurting each other.
I am 20, Native American/Polish, and I just moved to Texas, I am in college at the moment and am a pre-med major. I have had pen pals before and have always had fun sending letters back and forth. I love watching tv (almost all shows dramas, action, reality tv,etc. But the x-files, broad city, and parks and rec are my absolute favorites) I also love to read (mainly fiction and YA novels, but honestly I’ll read anything) and I also love to run and play sports. I am a vegetarian (most of the time), I love all animals (dogs are my favorite, I have 4), and I have a weird love for stationary and notebooks/bullet journals/studying.
Preferences: someone close to my age (18-25), nice talkative people and per usual no racists, homophobic, transphobic, sexist, etc.
1. kiss - I was made for lovin’ you (x) 2. gotye ft kimbra - somebody that i used to know (x)
3. m83 - midnight city
4. dżem - do kołyski
5. romantycy lekkich obyczajów - bez ciebie odchodzę
6. red hot chilli peppers - road trippin’
7. jamie xx - i’ll take care of you
8. indios bravos - a kiedy dnia pewnego
9. luxtorpeda - autystyczny