RUN. (Dark Harry Styles)

By Tomlinsonsbabe1

1.9M 30.8K 6.7K

Harry doesn't know what love is. He'd gone there once and never went back. Ana is trying to live her innocent... More

RUN. (Dark Harry Styles)
Chapter 1.
Chapter 2.
Chapter 3.
Chapter 4.
Chapter 5.
Chapter 6.
Chapter 7.
Chapter 8.
Chapter 9.
Chapter 10.
Chapter 11.
Chapter 12.
Chapter 13.
Chapter 14.
Chapter 15.
Chapter 16.
Chapter 17.
Chapter 18.
Chapter 19.
Chapter 20.
Chapter 22.
Chapter 23.
Chapter 24.
Chapter 25.
Chapter 26.
Chapter 27.
Chapter 28.
Chapter 29.
Chapter 30.
Chapter 31.
Chapter 32.
Chapter 33.
Chapter 34.
Chapter 35.
Chapter 36.
Chapter 37.
Chapter 38.
Chapter 39.
Chapter 40.
Chapter 41.
Chapter 42.
Chapter 43.
Chapter 44.
Chapter 45.
Chapter 46.
Chapter 47.
Chapter 48.
Chapter 49.
Chapter 50.
Chapter 51.
Chapter 52.
Chapter 53.
Chapter 54.
Chapter 55.
Chapter 56.
Chapter 57.
Chapter 58.
Chapter 59.
Chapter 60.
Chapter 61.
Chapter 62.
Chapter 63.
Chapter 64.
Chapter 65.
Chapter 66.
Chapter 67.
Chapter 68.
Chapter 69.
Chapter 70.
Chapter 71.
Chapter 72.
Chapter 73.
Chapter 74.
Chapter 75.
Chapter 76.
Something .
Chapter 77.
Chapter 78.
Chapter 79.
Chapter 80.
Chapter 81.
Chapter 82.
Chapter 83.
Chapter 84.
Chapter 85.
GUYS!
Chapter 86.
NEW FANFIC.
Chapter 87.

Chapter 21.

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**ANA's POV**


"Your fucking mental Harry!" Zayn yelled, waking me up. I slowly opened my eyes and sat up. "Me? You are! Why the fuck were you cuddled up with MY girlfriend?!" Harry yelled back. I followed the noise into the kitchen.

"I wasn't! She must've just gotten tired! We fell asleep! That's it. Harry nothing happen mate. I know she is your girlfriend!" Zayn explained. "Get the hell out of my house." Harry growled. "Harry." I quietly said. Zayn and Harry looked at me in the doorway.

"We didn't do anything." I said. "Bullshit. Why weren't you in my bed then?!" Harry spat. "Because Zayn told me your a prick when you drink to much! It is true! Your a jerk. I'm telling you right now, nothing happen between me and Zayn!" I yelled.

He rolled his eyes. "Zayn go." Harry muttered. Zayn nodded and walked over to me. "Just let it go. Don't argue with him please." Zayn whispered in my ear, then walked out of the flat. I stared at Harry with pure anger.

He ruffled his hair, then stared back at me. "I'm not going to fight with you. I'm honestly sick and tired of you. I'm completely done. You get to jealous. You need to learn to let me go sometimes Harry. Call me when you get that through your head." I spat, then made my way to the living room.

"What do you mean? Where the hell are you going?" He asked, following me. "Somewhere else. I'm not staying with you." I said, putting my shoes on. "Ana. Please... Okay, I'm sorry. Don't go though." He said softly. "That isn't going to work this time Harry." I said, heading to the front door.

I felt a large and twist me around and push me against the front door. He looked me deep in the eyes. "Then tell me what I can do to make you stay." He said, glancing at my lips.

I didn't answer. "Ana. Stay with me. Please." He begged. "Har-" He cut me off with a forceful kiss. I didn't respond. He pulled away then kissed my cheek, then chin, then made his way to my ear. He placed a delicate kiss. "Don't leave." He whispered, then nibbled on my ear. I bit my lip, trying to keep my moans to myself.

"I know you don't want to leave. You want to stay with me. I know it Ana. Stay." He whispered again, then kissed my sweet spot. I let out a moan. I felt him smirk. "Told you." He chuckled. I gasped for breath. I gripped his shirt to help hold me up. I need him. I'm ready. Special or not.

"Show me... Show me how much you want me to stay." I mumbled. He looked up at me. "What do you mean?" He asked. "I don't care if it is special Harry. I'm ready." I said.

He shook his head. "Ana..." He warned. I shushed him. "Please... Harry, I'm begging." I practically cried.

"You know I want to... You know it. It is just. I wouldn't feel right taking your innocences away from you.. Because it is your first time in all. It needs to be special." He explained. I shook my head. "Stop fucking saying that! I don't care okay! I'm ready Harry! I'm ready for you! Stop pushing me away with that bloody excuse and just make love to me!" I spat. "Ana.. Just calm down. I'm not pushing you away." He said. "Harry! You don't get it. I want it to be you! How many more times do I have to ask?! We do all this cutesy shit! I'm done Harry! Make love to me. Please. It isn't just any boy. It is you. You are the one I want. You get pissed when some other guy touches me or even talks to me. Well it is your turn. If you want me. I'm telling you can have me. I'm ready." I said. He thought about it for a second.

"Can you at least let me take you out for dinner tonight? Then... We will think about it when we get back. So I know I will feel a tad bit better." He said, looking me in the eyes. "Promise?" I asked. "Promise." He sighed. I smiled and kissed him. He chuckled.

He kissed me one last time then spoke again. "How about lets have a lazy day... Then we can go out to eat?" He suggested. I nodded. We went over to the couch. He plopped down then I laid with him. He slung his arms around me and fiddled with my fingers. We ended up watching some movie. I was still extremely tired so I passed out in his arms minutes later.

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