Be Your Last First Kiss - A Harry Styles Love Story

Rumours are as worthless as pimples.

Oh my god..

Harry.

Was.

My.

First.

Kiss.

SHIT.

He really had to ruin my life didn't he?

I wanted my first kiss to be perfect.

You know, like on a beach in the sunset.

Instead I was pushed up onto a locker and thought I was going to get beaten.

One thing went through my mind though.

Why did he do it?

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***HARRY'S POV***

"Owwwwwwwwwwwww" I whine holding my crotch tightly.

Av can really pack a punch when she wanted to.

"Mate? You okay?" Micheal asks me as I groan in reponse.

Why did they make me do it?

"Bro. I'm really sorry. I thought she would've taken it" Jesse apologises as I choke my words out.

'You fucking thought wrong. I might not be able to have babies anymore!" I groan more.

"Well.. isn't that a good thing? More sex and no regrets?" Mike smiled as I gave him a 'wtf' look.

I actually wanted children one day.

With someone I have settled down with too.

Not some random girl.

The boys bickered to themselves as I help myself up to meet the boy's gaze.

"I just hope she didn't fucking take that seriously" I growl.

"Woah, Harry. Who cares? It's a girl mate" Jesse smirks.

I walk away from the boys to outside.

I jump into my porche and took a look at my phone.

Maybe if I text Avery, she might understand.

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***AVERY'S POV***

BRRRRRRRRRT

What the shit?!