Harry Styles One Shots.
These are one shots I have found on tumblr.
All credit goes to the writers of which I name at the end of every chapter. If any original writers of these one shots would like me to remove them, please let me know.
description: harry and y/n meet at the bar and activities ensue
word count: 4k
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Harry was horny.
Like really horny.
He can't remember the last time he got laid and he was desperate for anyone to touch him.
He hates to admit, but he has been jerking off far too much lately, He found himself tugging his cock to the thought of anything and everything. His exes, random hookups from his college days, even celebrities he was attracted to. He did it when he woke up, in the shower, when he got home from work, when he went to bed, and even in the middle of the night.
Nothing helped him, and he felt like he walked around half-hard all day.
He was desperate for some relief, and he finally decided to do something about it.
He slipped on his best pair of high waisted trousers and a button-up blouse. He put on his pearl necklace and chunky rings that covered almost every one of his fingers. He slid his fingers through his hair to tame the mess of curls on the top of his head. He took a final look in the mirror and headed out the front door
He began the short walk to his favorite bar.
It was a Friday night, there's bound to be someone there for him tonight. he knew he was an attractive man, so he was gonna use that to the best of his ability.
After ten minutes, he finally saw the neon sign of the bar and greeted the bouncer who knew him well by now.
He walked into the dingy bar that smelled of cigarette smoke and sweat. He glanced around the room, looking for a possible candidate. When he didn't find anybody he turned towards the bartender.
"The usual. Thanks, Jenn."
He leans his upper body against the bar as Jenn slides the drink towards him. He nods at her and picks up the glass to take a sip.
He watches the room carefully, trying to guess what each person's life story is based on how they interact with people and carry themselves.
He turns his head towards the door and notices a large group of women walk in. He scans over the group to see if anyone piques his interest. He feels slightly disappointed when none of the girls particularly excite him. They were all beautiful of course, but he was looking for something different. Someone that made his heart stop and breath hitch in his throat.
Just that happened. When the last of the group trailed in, that's when he laid eyes on you. He felt his heart drop to his stomach. You were stunning. You stood out amongst the other ten or so girls in your group. You had this aura surrounding you that was calling his name.
