One Shots (Harry Styles)

Anything for A Book

My feet padded across the school corridor, into the large library containing thousands of unread books. I just wish I could read them all! The room was unusually full due to an upcoming research project in History, but that's not why I am here. I have been attached to this book, The Storm of War, but I can't check it out because I've reached my limit of check out items. War is a topic i've recently taking a great intrest in, due to my cousins deployments, i've been curious. I come after school to read bits of it at the library everyday.

R...S..T! I searched the rows until I got to where I had last left the book. It wasn't there.

Groaning with annoyance, I walked to the front desk for the librarian's help. "Hi Mrs. Ferris." I cleared my throat, fiddling with my fingers. She glanced up at me, plastering a fake smile across her old face.

"Can I help you?" She blinked. I knew I was interupting her from something important on her computer, a glint of annoyance in her eye's.

"Yes, I was wondering if someone had checked out the book, The Storm of War. It is not on the shelf where I left it." Her long fingers typed on her computer searching through the sign out book of information.

"Yes, just ten minutes ago. Harry Styles." I gulped. Harry Styles was one of the most popular boys in the grade. I'm pretty sure he doesn't even know I exsist! I have to finish the book though!

"Thankyou..." I walked away slowly, searching the tables for Harry. There he is! With a crowd of other boys, not even reading, the book sat next to him. I watched as he said goodbye to his friends and walked out of the library, I followed behind him. He stopped infront of the boys bathroom before I got his attention, clumsily tripping over my own feet. I chuckled nervously as I felt his arm around mine, lifting me to face him.

"You alright?" A hint of amusement laced in his tone.

"Ye-yes. Thanks." I stared at him. He was very good looking actually, beautiful green eyes peered into mine. Surprisingly nice for someone like him.

"Erm...can I help you?" He chuckled. I was snapped out of my day dream, shaking my head.

"Yes...actually. Y-ya see, I was kind of gonna read that book you're holding there...but you checked it out. Could I-c-could I-"

"Borrow it from me?" He grinned. I shook my head, not wanting to risk stuttering like that again. "Hmmm...I'll think about it." He grinned pushing open the boys bathroom door.

"Wait!" He grinned staring back at me, entertained by my desperateness. "Please." I whispered. I was truly desperate. It's my favorite book! I need to finish it now. "I'll do anything." I breathed slowly.

"Anything ,Noal. Do you mean that?" He shook his curls out of his face, looking down at me. I didn't even think he knew my name! I shook my head slowly as I watched him peer into the bathroom. His hand attached to mine as he pulled me into the room.

"Uh...Why am I in the boys bathroom." I looked down at my feet nervously. He switched the lock on the door and stepped towards me.

"You said you'd do...anything." He towered over me, using his advantage to look down my shirt. I gulped. Does he want to...

His hands gripped my hips, pulling me into his chest. I gasped when his lips attached to my neck. "Harry...I-"

"Shhh" His long finger was placed over my mouth, his head still burried into the crook of my neck. He sucked gently, I was surprised when his teeth grazed over the sensitive skin. I winced as he nibbled lightly, moving my head to the side. I felt his fingers play with the hem of my top, my eyes widening as he pulled it over my head before I could stop him. I covered my chest with my hands quickly backing towards the door. He stalked towards me, pushing me into it and pinning my arms on either side of my head. "Dont be so insecure, baby." He whispered seductivly, nibbling on my ear. His hands traveled up my stomach and to the cups of my bra, squeezing gently. A gasp escaped my parted lips, burrying my face into the crook of his neck. Pleasure burst through me as he squeezed harder on my breasts. "See that baby." He pulled my attention towards his jeans, an evident bulge showing through. "Thats for you." I know I have to do this, for the book. But what frightened me is that I want to do this. His lips connected to mine forcefully as he fumbled with the belt holding up my jeans. He tugged them down my bare legs, glancing up at me through hooded lashed. My cheeks turned pink, jumping back into the wall as his fingers tugged the material to the side. "Sit up here for me." He breathed, lifting me up onto the sink and prying my legs open. He pushed the fabric to the side again as I leaned back onto the mirror groaning. An uncontrolable moan left my lips as his thumb brushed over my clitorious. Glancing down at him, his eyes locked with mine, an evident smirk plastered across his face. His finger massaged over the small nub as i bit my lip to contain the moans. His finger moved to my entrance, pushing into me, leaving me breathless.

"Shit." I gasped as he pumped into me. I was awkward with my hands, placing them on the side of me. I heard him chuckle before using his free hand to take my hand in his. I squeezed it as he added another finger, pumping deep into me. "Harry..." I groaned before he pulled out of me. His warm breath fanned over me, his tongue connecting with my clit. O my God. My hand flew to his curls as I gasped. I tugged on his hair, his tongue swirling around my centre. His warmth disapeared from my heat as he stood up, grinning at me.

"You taste good." He smacked his lips, heat rising to my already red cheeks. He tugged his t-shirt over his head as I watched in awe. His jeans and underwear were discarded onto the dirty bathroom floor. I gasped as I glanced down at the hard, heavy length resting between his thighs. He bent down and dug into his pocket, pulling out a silver packet and tearing it open with his teeth. I huffed, of course he would have it on him. He nuzzled his head into the crook of my neck, his heavy breathing heating my head. I placed one of my hands in his curls, the other in his hand as I watched him roll the condom down his length.

"Harry I've never done this bef-"

He stopped me mid sentence, placing a kiss on the corner of my mouth. "I'll be gentle." His reassuring smile told me I could trust him as he took my legs and wrapped them around his waste. "Ready?" He whispered eagerly. I nodded slowly, his tip brushing against my sex. He pushed into me slowly, the uncomfortable feeling spreading throughout my body. "Tell me when you're adjusted." I sat there, beginning to feel acustomed to his length inside of me, before nodding my head for him to begin moving. It was more different than I expected it would be, not painful, just uncomfortable, but the feeling started to fade, pleasure bursting through me. I moaned into his neck as he thrusted harder into me, tugging on his tousled hair. I moved my hips to meet his, surprise crossing his feature as he moaned my name. He buried himself deeper inside me as I struggled to contain the air I needed.

"Harry" I moaned as he hit a different spot inside of me.

"Omygosh..." He thrusted into me again, moans muffling around the room. I felt pleasure build up inside of me, taking control of my body. I moved my hips again, groaning loudly.

"I think im almost there..." I gasped. I thought most people didn't even orgasm on their first time? He must really know what he's doing...

"Together?" He struggled to say as his thrusts got harder...faster. I nodded my head quickly as he gave me one last hard slam into my most sensitive spot. I moaned, letting myself go infront of him. Our eyes stayed lock as we both rode off our highs, warmth spilling into his condom. His length still buried inside of me. I frowned as he placed a kiss on my cheek, disapearing from my sex. I observed his face, his obvious "I just had sex in the bathroom" face. Beeds of sweat, sticking his hair to his forehead. I hopped off the counter, watching as he pulled the rubber off his length. There was blood on it. I coughed, embarrassed and surprised as it also ran down my leg. "It's alright, its normal." He smiled, handing me a napkin.

"Thanks." I mumbled, wiping it from my thigh. I pulled my underwear and jeans back up quickly, pulling on my blouse. I can not believe I just did that.

"Are you alright?" I glanced up, concern surrounding his features.

"Erm...y-ya." I stuttered, gathering my things from the floor. I fixed my hair the best I could before walking towards the door.

"Noal wait." He chuckled, pulling on my arm back to face him. I glanced down grinning at the book he handed me. His lips met mine in a passionate kiss before he pulled away, giving me his famous smirk. "We should do this again sometime..."