"Harder!" Zayn screamed, burying his head in my shoulders as I rammed in him.In and out, in and out, just like I did with Danielle, but this time it actually meant something. I loved Zayn. I didn't love Danielle. For awhile, sure. But I knew it was just puppy-love, not the real thing, but with Zayn. It's something much, much more than that
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