Harry Styles, a cop from the westside. I first met Harry at male stripping club begging for a job. I saw his helpless life dressed in tidy whiteys bent over trying out for the position. A week later I saw him working at the police station as a cop. Boy did he look good in his uniform. He saw me and waved at me not thinking anything of it. Next week i got taken in for questioning for apparently 'raping' a homeless man. Harry was very intimidating believe it or not. He told me after questioning that he knew i wasn't guilty and said he would've done the same thing. The next week i got taken in again for questioning, this time it was about a murder, which was way more serious. I told harry i wanted a different cop to question me. He told me no and this time he didn't show any interest in me. He was also very mean. So i told him that if he didn't get another cop, that i would scream he touched me. He didn't seem phased. So I screamed that he touched me. Next thing you know his body got tackled by 6 other officers. He was crying and screaming saying that he didn't touch me. He is now serving 10 years of jail and is now a registered sex offender.
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Harry Styles touches me.
FanfictionHarry Styles ( a bad cop) gets framed (by me) for touching me in various places.