"Harry, please," she groaned, bucking her hips into mine.
"What do you want?" I asked, my voice dropping low as I massaged her chest.
"You, Harry," she pleaded, "I want you!"
I teased her, grinding my hips against her, "Anything for you, babygirl."
Imagine this: you just graduated from four torturous years of high school, you have an intense One Direction obsession, a one month visit to a filthy rich, psycho aunt who lives in a penthouse in East Hollywood, a one year hiatus before college, and you just so happen to bump into Harry Styles on the street.
What would you do?
You would cause trouble up in hotel rooms, have secret little rendezvous, do the things you shouldn't do, go midnight driving with the windows down, go to places you can't even pronounce, and do whatever you've been dreaming about.
Harry Styles Fanfiction
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