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Extremely descriptive smut with Harry Styles, all written by me.
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My body sways with the music playing from the live band. The music lacing through the bar and bodies. People sit eating, drinking, laughing. Enjoying their time.
This bar was always my favorite, it was small and clean. It was tucked back away from the main highway so mostly locals knew about it and wanted it to keep it our little secret. The food, music, and atmosphere was amazing.
I make my way back to the bar with my friend, Chloe. She and I have known each other for years. Most of the old men who are regulars here know us by name. Some of them absolute pervs but we stand our ground.
"I can't believe you!" Chloe says in my ear as she takes my hand and we sit at the bar.
"What?" I laugh back, confused at what she could mean.
"You're ass looks better than mine!" She replies and we fall into a fit of drunken laughter.
"Bell bottoms baby," I wink, the bartender, Max, approaching us.
"A White Russian please, make that two!" Chloe says to him, and he nods, knowing our usual.
He sits the coffee liquor in front of us and we thank him before clinking our glasses and standing back up to walk to the back, farthest away from the music to the pool tables and some big old box games like Pacman and such.
"Hey!" I shout as a hard slap comes down on my ass, my drink spilling all over my hand and all in front of me. I turn and see an old man chuckling and before I even realize what I'm doing my fist launches at his face.
He tumbles back and falls out of his chair. Everyone around us now paying full attention to the woman with his fist up and a man laying on the ground groaning in pain. Thankfully I wore my rings today as they split his lip open.
"Hey hey hey! What's going on?!" A security guard, Alex, runs up accessing the situation.
"This whore just punched me!" The old man says, Chloe trying to hold my arms behind my back so I kick him in between his legs making him fall back to his knees.
"Alright, Kate, that's enough!" Alex shouts as he helps the man off the floor and ushers him outside before throwing him out the door.
"Holy shit!" Chloe laughs as I turn to her and flex my hand, realizing it was pretty sore now.
"Mother fucker," I laugh back. "Made me spill my drink!"
"I got you, Kate!" Max shouts as I hand him my now empty glass, eyes still staring from every direction.
I grab my new drink, shooting a hard look at the other old men who won't stop looking at me and talking. I walk to one of the pool tables and see a group of guys playing.
"Hey, that was pretty cool," one of the guys say and I laugh, sipping my drink.
"Thanks. Some men, gotta put them in their place," I shrug making us all laugh. One of the boys is standing and eyeing me, his lip between his teeth. A pool stick in one hand and the other, a glass of scotch. I blush as he sends me a wink.
"Can we join?" Chloe cooes, excited about the new group of boys our age that we have never seen here before.
"If you want, but Harry here is pretty damn good," one of the guys says, pointing to the curly haired one that had winked at me.
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