dolce_piccante > Quotes

“You don’t fucking love me, Harry,” he spat. A puff of white feathers flew off his hair. “You don’t let something like this morning happen to someone you love. You just don’t.”
― dolce_piccante, Soft Hands, Fast Feet, Can't Lose

“He is amazing. He is the best person I know and he is too good for me and I don’t deserve him. I’m sorry.”
― dolce_piccante, Soft Hands, Fast Feet, Can't Lose

“You are my armadillo and I promise I will never, ever be anywhere but behind you, supporting you, having your back, for the rest of our lives.”
― dolce_piccante, Soft Hands, Fast Feet, Can't Lose

“You’re always running. Running to work. Running to practice. Running to ballet. Running away from me,” Harry thumbed his cheekbones and leaned closer. “I like when you hold still and I can just look at you.”
― dolce_piccante, Soft Hands, Fast Feet, Can't Lose

“I believed you last night. When you said you wanted me. And you cared about me. I felt it true. My gut is almost always right.” Hot tears slid under the pads of his fingers. “But my gut was wrong. It was so, so wrong.”
― dolce_piccante, Soft Hands, Fast Feet, Can't Lose

“Well, dancers practice a lot, too. I guess it’s similar. You’ve got soft hands.” He did a little spin as he walked. “And I’ve got fast feet.”
― dolce_piccante, Soft Hands, Fast Feet, Can't Lose