Why is it so fucking bright? Am I dead? Why is my head pounding? Why am I asking myself all of these questions?
I attempted to roll over from my spot on the huge bed, but something was restraining me. I opened my tired eyes and looked down at my uncovered torso. Two tattooed arms were wrapped tightly around my waist. Wait what? I twisted my body around so I could face the guy that was lying next to me. Oh shit. I slithered out of his grasp and silently rolled out of the comfortable bed and onto the carpeted floor. I stood up and grabbed my clothes that were in a pile on the floor and quickly pulled them on so I was no longer naked.
After a few minutes of thinking what I should do, I found a notepad and pen on the hotel desk and decided to leave a note for my new "friend". I scribbled all of my thoughts on the piece of paper, regarding last night events. I finished by signing my name with a tiny heart and walked over to the sleeping guy. I stuck the note on his cheek so he would wake up to it and gave him a quick kiss on the forehead, and left the room quietly shutting the door.
Did I actually sleep with Harry Styles last night?
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Finding Annabelle //styles
FanfictionAnnabelle wakes up one morning to find out that she did the unforgivable deed with teenage heartthrob Harry Styles. She runs away just leaving a note behind. All Harry can do is think about is this one girl that he knows nothing about. Harry sets ou...