imagine you’re dating harry and you’re hanging out in a group and you’re sitting on the couch and he’s perched on the floor in front of you and his wide shoulders are pressed between your knees and you can feel the heat from his body radiating through your jeans to your skin and you lean forward and let your arms dangle around his neck and hug him back to you and your arms fold in front of him and your fingers drift across the soft skin covering his collarbones that are always sticking out because the necklines of his shirt are so low and you can feel the dip from his bone and the little patches of raised skin from is tattoos and you can feel his fingers tickling cross the skin of your ankles as he laughs at something someone said and to everyone else it looks like they have his complete attention but you know he’s thinking of you from the way the pads of his fingers press into your leg and you duck your head down to kiss the soft skin on his neck and he hums quietly because he likes the way it feels and he likes the way you don’t care about touching him in front of his friends because all he really wants is to be with you and wrap his arms around you but he has friends so this will have to do for now and asdjfal;