Harry Styles
I throw my head back in pleasure when I reach my climax. I let go of the platinum hair I was holding and I lay down on the bed. I breathe loudly when she lays down next to me. "How was I?"
"You were fucking amazing blondie." I grab her ass when she swings her body on top of mine.
"My name's Olivia." She says and she starts running her hands through my hair.
"Right, sorry. Listen I'm gonna get some dinner, so do you want to stay or..?"
"Come on, I'll make you something."
So she dragged me downstairs and started whipping up pasta or some shit. I hear the elevator and then Louis walks in, he comes over and sits down next to me.
"Louis!" I try to sound excited to see him, but truth is, all he's been doing all week, is cockblocking me.
"Harry, you missed work again today." His tone obviously irritated.
"I'm still so sick." I fake cough.
"Yeah, and she's been helping you out?" He signals to blondie.
"She's been wonderful," I smirk, and then she walks over to me. She puts a piece of bread in my mouth and then leans in for a kiss. "Not on the mouth," I say softly, brushing her off.
"Harry, what happened?" He sighs.
"Nothing happened, unlike all of you I haven't taken any days off all summer so I think I deserve a little break." I try to convince him.
"So getting drunk and fucking a different girl every day is a break?"
I chuckle. "I may be overworking myself a little, but I'm holding out."
Apparently, Louis doesn't find me funny though. "Harry, I'm serious if you're not back after the weekend they're going to start getting fucking angry, and I'm done trying to save your ass okay, so get your shit together."
"Alright Lou, thank you for your service, have a great evening." He gives me a glare and walks out without another word.
I don't know what everyone's problem is. It's not like I've gone off the fucking rails. I've just been having a good time with a few girls. I feel like I deserve it, I've been so fucking sexually frustrated since I started hanging out with Delilah, I needed an outlet. And I've never felt better. I don't know why I was so fucking emotional when she left, but that wasn't me. I'm happy to be back to my old self, finally.
But I guess I have to get back to work sometime, I can't get in more shit or create more dept than I already have. Hopefully, one of these days I can get my full pay from James so I can just get some sleep at night. I feel like I'm getting close though, so it shouldn't be long anymore.
"Here you go." The girl says as she puts a plate down in front of me. It's spaghetti with meatballs.
"I'm vegetarian," I state, pushing the plate back to her.
"Oh." She says in a disappointed tone. I stand up and move past her. I grab a bag of crisps and I go to the couch. I put on some football and she comes and sits next to me.
"Could you get me a whiskey?" I ask her and she nods, getting up.
She hands me the glass and sits down again. He starts kissing up my neck. "Do you want to go back to your room?"
"We're not fucking in my bed?"
"Why not?" She keeps kissing my neck.
"No, we can do it here."
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TREPIDATION // h.s
Fanfiction"I can make you feel so good, Delilah." He whispers in my ear and his teeth nibbling on my earlobe sends a shiver through me. I get tingles all over my skin. "That's the problem, I can't trust this Harry, cause if it seems too good to be true, it us...
