Harry Styles Dirty Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

God knows how dead she would be right now. "Are you out stationing again, Harry?" She asks in the softest voice her throat could conjure up at that moment. She could barely smile without looking so terrified of him. Harry was humongous after all, an advert gym floozy, his muscles are not just for show. She heard rumors about how he used to participate in an underground fight with his cousins and the faint scars that scatter around his body were the proof of that. Of course, she knows that Harry would never lay his hand on her like that but from where she is standing now made it impossible not to look down from him.

Dear Harry Styles, We ended it. I just don't know what went wrong, how it went wrong he told me that I was all a bet that it was to just a show. I don't even know what to write in this journal anymore all this time this book was about him, I hate him from the bottom of my heart I hate him so much that I can't even shout I can't even scream at him. I didn't realise how much I fell for him for the past two years, was I honestly nothing for him ?! All I did was love him and this is what I get in return ? I am writing this tell you Harry that I won't be continuing this because I need to get over him. So see you soon Harry.

Past Scott My hair was damp, and my shirt was soaked in sweat from the football match practice, I ran my fingers through my hair restlessly and caught a glimpse of my appearance through the window of the car. "She has a girlfriend," Harry, my best friend, said and I frowned. "She is gay." I said nothing and glanced at the road. "I think you're becoming crazier and crazier every day. You hate her but still, you can't seem to stop yourself from leering at her," my friend said with a knowing smile.

Harry says, and I can see where this is going. Everyone in the courtyard can see where it's going. "What should their punishment be?" Harry asks me, and I see his eyes glint in excitement. He looks pleased by the situation. Like it's all amusing to him. Harry has become a sadistic psycho. Oh my goodness, he's crazy. He's absolutely lost his mind. Harry trails over to me, leaving only a few inches between us. I can feel his hot breath fan my face, and my breathing gets harsher.

He calmly said like I was talking to someone with no emotions. "What? I am fighting for that girl...I mean...what if...just what if your friend finds out? You were meant to take care of her not fuck her" I announced on top of my lungs and Harry leans back to his chair. He looked like someone in his savage era totally looking at me like I have lost it. "I intend to make her mine..." He hadn't complete his statement when my hand pushed the cabbage in my hand inside his mouth. "You're a Pedophile"

To slap that smirk off his face and then kiss him until he moaned. To pull his jeans down and spank his bare ass right here until it turned red and he was leaking for me. The dirty thoughts flooded my head again, with him crying my name, begging, taking every inch while I told him he was mine.

His body shook violently, even made the wooden chair he was sitting on creaking. “You definitely won't believe it, but…. Unfortunately, we have proof that Jacob likes women, he is completely normal… and several times I saw him rolling in the bush behind the practice hall…. And all the girls are blonde. Well… Rick I'm also surprised, his fantasy is blond but he jerking off with Jazzy's fantasies… even though Jazzy's hair doesn't have the slightest blonde… ”Harry acted confused and asked Rick. "I guess ... the fantasy is all girls who have holes on the lower part ... Beta." Laughed Rick.

, he flashed him a smile. “But I can’t”, Eric thought to himself. “You can grab something from my clothes”, Harry said, taking off his sweatshirt, “I see we have the same size”. Eric looked away as soon as Harry’s abs appeared before his eyes. He cleared his throat and looked for the dressing room. It was only his first day, and Harry was already being a nuance. What do you think of the 1st chapter? What do you think of Harry’s character so far? How is that clubbing going to go?

He had dirty blonde hair that faded into brown and grey eyes. He was putting on a blue dress shirt, and just like mine, the first few buttons were undone, showcasing his toned chest. He must work out a lot. He probably wouldn't have been so bad if he didn't lust after minors. "We all had plans to come to this club after school," I continued explaining, hoping to catch his interest with my fake story. "But when it was time, they suddenly had one thing or the other to do. I didn't even get to change into the pretty dress I brought with me."

“You did not look this good even when we were at the fest that day.” “I am sure.” I murmured, “your sick brain has gotten infected by your male god, right? And that is aside from your body that you enjoy getting physically tortured by that bastard like a pig.” Harry’s smile faltered but did not fade away completely. He just shrugged his shoulders indifferently and placed his heeled boot on my foot, digging in painfully until tears stung the corner of my eyes and a cry escaped my lips. “You are the one squeaking like a fucking pig all the time and you have the guts to insult me?” he gritted out with the same evil smile.