Harry Styles One Shots

Mall Trip

Harry and I have been at the mall shopping for ages, my feet are killing me but that's not the only thing bothering me. Before we left our house, he had been teasing me, I've been horny since then and he really isn't helping. Harry thinks I have no right to be pissed at him and that's what's leaving him angry with me.

"Genevieve," Harry's stern voice calls from behind me.

Placing down the shirt I was holding, I turn to him seeing as he was holding some sort of box in his hand, I couldn't make out what it was and he seemed to have read my mind.

"Darling, this is a device used to teach little brats like you how to behave." He smirks.

"Ha-" I was cut off when Harry pulls me by my hand out the store, I don't know where we're going but I don't want him to get even more upset with me than he already is.

We silently make it to the car, I could hardly keep up since his legs are so much longer than mine.

"Can you at least tell me where we're going?" I huff when I am settled into the passenger seat.

"No." His reply is short.

"You're so fucking annoying" I whisper beneath my breath.

"What was that, sweetheart?" Harry turns his head to me at the red light, his stare making me feel small.

"N-nothing." I mumble.

He extends his arm out to my neck, pushing me against the seat and squeezing around it, blocking my airways.

"Liar," he lets out a dry laugh.

"You're going to regret even muttering a word by the time we get home, darling."

I nod, well, at least try to with his tight hold on me.

He then let's go and swiftly goes to place one hand on the wheel and the other to the gear shift to place the car into reverse out of its parking spot. His face then becomes neutral and an 'innocent' smile is now plastered on his face, acting as if that didn't just happen.

He's such a damn tease.

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"Olive Garden?" I ask the car finally parks.

"Mhm, have you not been here before?" Harry asks, unbuckling his seat belt.

"No, I'm still new to all these American restaurants." I explain, placing my hand on the door handle to get out.

"No," Harry tugs on my arm causing me to let go and look at him, seeing as his demeanor changed from soft to stern and intimidating.

"You didn't think your actions earlier would go unnoticed, did you, darling?" He asks rhetorically.

I stare at him blankly, trying to understand what that had to do with anything.

"Open your legs." Harry says while pulling some sort of device out the bag he had at the mall earlier.

I open them, my short dress sliding up my legs. I'm anxious but excited to see what he's about to do.

"Take off your panties." He says, doing nothing but staring at me intently. His stare making my cheeks hot.

I pull down my underwear and look back at Harry only to see him smirking.

"Good girl."

Fuck. I could feel a pool of my arouse coat my lower region immediately, what is he doing to me?

Before I could realize what was happening, I feel his two fingers run up my slit having me let out an unexpected whine.

"Fuck! baby, already so wet for me, tell me, how do I make you feel?" He groans, moving his fingers up to my clit and rubbing quick circles around it.