If he feels so right, how can it be wrong?
I watch as Harrys breathing shallows, his eyes glazing over as his brows furrow "You really want that?"
I nod without missing a beat, assuring him "I really do, is that okay with you?"
"Fuck Joey, how wouldn't it be okay with me? There's no way I could possibly say no to that, I just can't believe that's what you want" he strains out, the worry in his face being washed over with a drunk look in his eyes.
I hold my breath, pulling myself up to look down at him, trailing my eyes down his bare torso and back to his face as I feel excitement I've never felt before jolt through me "Well I do, so show me Harry, show me what feels good for you"
This is the first story I'm posting on here. Let's all pretend I know what I'm doing.
This story is purely fiction, characters in this have no correlation to the real people, their personality or personal life, any similarities are unintentional and purely coincidental and isn't intended to be viewed that way.
Now that bag of fun is out of the road.
This story isn't intended for young audiences, it will contain very mature themes and extreme language, as well a difficult and confronting topics.
If your eyes are too innocent for that sort of thing, I suggest not reading this....or anything else I write for that matter.
Music / Movies :
There's a lot of movie references in this book and they're SUPER important, so I've included the clips from the movies I refer to in the chapters.
Music will be attached to a lot of the chapters and be important to them, the characters and their emotions. It would add to the story to listen to them, or you know, you could just not do that as well - thats fine too. Wadda' I know?
Saves me inventing another character name, my laziness couldn't help it, sue me.
Emma Stone. Again, sue me.
You can picture whoever you like, but these are who I use for gifs throughout the story. I use a lot of gifs, what can I say? I'm a visual person, it's food for the eyes, I really only looked at books for the pictures as kid.
Probably explains my writing skills...
Anyway, that's it from me.
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Unforgettable |H.S.| Harry Styles|ChickLit
*Mature and Explicit Content* "If it feels so right, how can it be wrong?" ---------- I watch as Harrys breathing shallows, his eyes glazing over as his brows furrow "You really want that?" I nod without missing a beat, assuring him "I really do, is...