Harry Styles Sex Slave
cruisin along the sweet LA roads jamming to nothing else but one direction obvi, until all my attention is directed to one thing, a back of a car, collided with the front of mine. am I still breathing? I totally am. ok. next step is to get out of the car right? alright. you'll never guess who comes out of the other car... Harry Styles.
I-i.. I'm SO sorry!! I was distracted and i didn't k-know we were at a stop light!
"it's ok," he replies, definitely intrigued by my stuttering. "but babe, you just ruined my prize possession.. you're going to have to pay somehow" he smirked.