Harris Dickinson Height Novels & Stories

*Edited Breanna's POV She noticed a jar of chocolate chip cookies on the top cabinet and reached to grab it, but the house was clearly made for tall people, because even on her tippy toes, she still didn't reach. "You're so small." He side stepped her and grabbed the jar, she let out a sharp breath at his bluntness. "I'm a whooping 5'7." She stood tall, but he didn't seem impressed. "I'm 6'6." He said with a clear face. Breanna's mouth dropped to the floor. She saw his lip twitched trying to hide his smile.

He chuckled as he carried me downstairs in bridal style. "Aries, Is it true that I'm heavy?" I questioned as he walked downstairs. "Yeah, but I can handle it," he chuckled. I frowned at what he said, and when he saw my reaction, he laughed. When we arrived at the dining area, he gently placed me on the chair and then massaged his shoulders. "Damn, how come you're so small but so heavy?" "Mr. Higgins, please excuse me, but I'm not small. I'm 5'9" tall, "I said proudly.

he said, heading back to his office. "The monster is coming. I'll hurry up. "Hezekiah gathered her belongings for the meeting, She packed the documents into her bag.Darius' office highlighted a transparent glass wall that she noticed her boss leaving. They arrived at the parking lot on their way to see the company's VIP investor. When she was on the elevator Kiah was thinking about his handsome but monster boss. Darius Hidalgo in person was incredibly attractive but he has a terrible attitude. He was approximately six feet tall while Hezekiah was five feet and nine inches tall. She was captivated by his blue eyes which same as hers. He also possessed sharp thick eyelashes and blonde hair tha

“Oh, pardon me Sir; …erm…I actually have some private matters to attend to this evening” Aside from their awkward first day of the meeting in his office, this was the first time Kirklin stood really close to her. Since she was standing up, he decided to sit at her table so he could maintain eye contact with her because of their height difference. He stood at a height of 6’2 while she was about 5’7. She was always in high heels but decided to wear flat shoes today which made her appear really small beside Kirklin.

Hunter pouted. "Yes, we can't leave them here alone," Wynter rolled her eyes. "Okay, we are all ready, but where is Harris?" Sabrina sighed, looking at her wristwatch. "I too am ready!" a thick voice came from the staircase. A very handsome Harris, with his massive 6'4" height, was descending the stairs dressed in a crisp black suit, and his hair gelled to perfection. He looked no less than a supermodel. Even though Harris was just 19 years old, anyone could confuse him for a 24-year-old man, and his physique and facial structure contributed to the aura he had built around himself. Standing next to his mother, they looked like a couple because of her petite figure.

Adrenaline started dripping into my system as numbers rolled through my mind. He was maybe six foot. A quick look down told me he was probably my height without those shit kicker boots. A solid two hundred. Maybe two-ten. Limbs were average length, with the tie going to his legs. I wouldn't call him fit or toned, but he had that solid fat that indicated he was capable of quite a bit. "Chad Hawking," Hitchcock said. I bit back the bile that burned in the base of my throat. Shit. "Why have you been looking for me?" I slowed my breathing, started falling into that cool, calm place in my mind.

She takes a healthy swig of her wine, and I grin. “Yeah, but I bet he’s still hot.” I wink, and she groans. Damian Harris is six foot two, with a shaved head, light brown eyes that look gold in the right light, and a skull earring. He could have been a model. “What are we going to do, Lilly?” I look over at my roommate, and her face is pinched. “I’m going to the wedding,” I say shortly. Mal grimaces. “You really don’t have to.”

He looked outside the window with his calm and detached gaze. A pudgy, old man stood at the entrance, and following behind him was his wife, Jill Johnson, and their only daughter, Minerva Payne. Harry Payne was at most five feet tall. However, his wife Jill, was at least five inches taller than him. Their daughter, Minerva’s height, was somewhere between her parents and stood at around five feet two inches. She was not much of a looker indeed. The three of them walked up to Sebastian nervously at that moment, as if they were prisoners of war.

He stood proudly in an estimate of six-foot-three to six-foot-five. Diane backs away, the realization hitting her speechless. Mate, She thought.

"Then... do you still want to sleep in this room every day, or...." The man, who has a height of one hundred ninety-six centimetres, was silent. He did not continue his words as if he had given the wrong question. While Abby frowned because she felt more and more awkward with the other person. Massimo pinched his left hand, but not too hard.