Harry Styles Preferences

# 48 No Control-One Direction His POV

I opened my eyes to see someone laying beside me. She looked at me with a smirk. I was enlighten for some reason. I felt that my innocence was gone. I felt that I wanted to do it again. I didn't want to forget the last night. I look at her wrist and a yellow band meaning it's complicated. I notice mine was green meaning single. It hasn't been red meaning taken or yellow for a while. She straddled me and I instantly was taken by her. Her (Your Eye Color) burning my eyes like a sulfuric acid. She smiled as I felt powerless and it was obvious to her. Like a lioness seeing the vulnerability of her prey. I could lay with her all day and forget the world and I don't even know her name. She ripped my green wrist band off and then her's got up to fine to red on the floor with a smirk. She hooked her's then mine and I cover my head with the pillow taking her perfume.  She broke me in like a horse.  My eyes are closed and I am all her's. "What's your name?" I asked and she laughed like the goddess she is. "(Your Name)." She stated as she moved the pillow as from my head. Starting out relationship.