Dark ( A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Chapter 1

I immediately spotted my group of friend's in the crowded room. The party had become busier as the night drew on, the house barely containing the numerous intoxicated teenager's. It was then I noticed a rather attractive male appear in the doorway of the kitchen. His smile lit up my face, brown eye's sparkiling at me. My lips revealed a shy smile as he began to make his way over. But I grew a little disappointed as he stopped instantly, his vision darting to a spot over my shoulder. I spun to discover what he was intently looking at, a tall boy with dark curly hair angrily pinned him with a harsh gaze. I didn't recognize him at first, but a story my friend frightened me with, floated to my mind. This boy had lost his temper one night, beating a guy to the floor. He had a history of violent behavior, no wonder why my brown-eyed guy immediately backes off. He headed straight back into the kitchen without giving me a second look. 

My pulse could be heard in my ears, mouth becoming dry. I stood frozen to the spot as the intimidating height of a male shadowed over me. My nervous eye's travelled up the length of his body, my fingets clutching round my cup a little tighter. His jeans clung perfectly to his lowet half, a white t-shirt adorning his torso. I was yet to properly meet the dark focus I knew was trained on my face. 

"Dance with me." He spoke in a raspy voice. 

I didn't have time to respond before he tugged me away, the cup I was holding dropping and spilling to the floor. A large palm was placed on my lower back forcing me to face his body. My hand flew up to his chest to stop me from pressing into him. His rough action left me utterly speechless; I'd never been treated like this before. My fingers we're clasped, the currently unnamed male, encouraging my hand around the back of his neck. I boldly looked up, stunned to see a pair of sparkling eye's peering down at me. They were almost jade color, framed with dark lashes. But soon the intriguing sparks running through my body. My cautiousness heightened as pink, heart shaped lips pulled a smirk.  

"What's your name, beautiful?" 

"B-Bo." I stuttered 

He smiled down at me, his overpowering presence traveling to my ear 

"I'm Harry." He hotly whispered. 

Before he withdrew, the fullness of his lips pressed to the spot just below my ear. My eye's fluttered closed and I gripped his neck tighter. I released a gasp as he forced my hips to his. A deep chuckle vibrated in his chest, clearly enjoying the reaction he was drawing from me. I had never experienced anything like this before, apparently it was obvious.  

"I like you".He smirked. "Your'e so.... innocent". 

His dark gaze fell down to my chest, taking advantage of his height. he indulged in the view down my top. My fingers dropped from where I held his nape. The urge to redden his cheek with my palm was growing. But I restrained, still fearful of the towering male. My hands rose up to shove him away, but he caught hold of my wrists. 

"Now, now". He huskily spoke.  

Harry brought my arm's down to my sides in his firm hold. I flinched as he took his time to run a warm touch down my back. His long fingers wiggled into the back of my pocket of my jeans and I soon realised he was searching for my phone. His hand lingered and it became clear that wasn't his only objective. My backside was tightly squeezed before the item of interest was taken from my jeans. The strained whimper that escaped my parted lips caused him to quirk up into a grin.  

I stood silently as Harry typed in his number. A beep sounded seconds later and I realised he had texted himself from my phone. He now has my number. What on earth was going on? I was separated from my friend's no more than five minutes and I was now in the presences of a guy who evidently only had one thing on his mind. Hot breath trickled down my neck as he slid my phone back into it's previous place. The air was squeezes from me, Harry pressing the front of his body to mine. The low moan that erupted from the back of his throat took me by surprise, Harry finding pleasure in my breasts firmly pushed to his muscled torso. 

"Stop". I weakly pleaded. 

I felt his chest vibrate as he chuckled. His plump lips came down to my ear once again. 

'I don't think so, baby. We're gonna have some fun." 

I shivered at his word's. Harry frightend me, but this time my fear caused me to lash out. He withdrew slightly before my hand made contact with his face. It was clearly unexpected from the expressiom of anger appearing on his tight features. His left cheek was branded with a pink tinge before aggressively gripping my forearms. 

"I can tell you're going to be a challenge." He almost growled. "I like that." He smirked. 

He dipped his head, nudging mine to the side before I felt his lips press to the skin of my neck. The ends of his curly hair tickled at my cheek. Harry reluctantly released one of my arm's so he could hold the back of my head, preventing me from escaping. I instantly placed my free hand om his chest in protest, attemptimg to push him away as I felt him harshly suck. 

"Harry." I beg.  

I fisted the front of his t-shirt between my fingers; the sharp pain intensified as his teeth grazed the skin. His breathy laugh fanned over the area as I desperately struggled against the male's hold before he continued to withdraw blood from the surface. The sensation was somewhat eased with the attention of his soft lips. But Harry wouldn't allow me that comfort for long, nipping hungrily at my neck with his teeth. I gasped when his tounge licked over the newly sensitive skin, planting a few wet kisses. He blew over the sloppy wet spot, igniting a chill through my entirety. 

Harry stepped back smirking as I yanked my arm from his large hand. My fingers drifted up to my neck, sucking in a sharp breath when I dabbed over the sore spot. I whimpered in fright as he drew closer. 

"You're mine now." He spoke in a hushed tone. 

His lustful gaze burned up and down my body before he turned and confidently strolled away. I stood stunned for a short time, unable to process what just happened. 

"Shit." I cursed. 

I hastily elbowed my way through warm bodies, desperatly attempting to find my friend's. When I reached them they were aimlessly chatting and laughing, completely oblivious to what had taken place a matter of seconds ago. I opened my mouth to speak but was stunned. 

"What's wrong?" Zoe asked, worry in her voice.  

"I-I....." 

Lucy encouraged the length of my dark waves over my shoulder. Their eye's widend at the sight. 

"Woah." Charlotte's mouth hung open. "Who the hell gave you that?" 

I instantly regretted my movement's as I stupidly touched the painful spot on my neck again. My touch remained but my fearful eye's were locked on a spot across the room. My friend's head's curiously turned to see what I was intently fixed on, or rather who. Harry stared back, a smirk playing on his full lips. We witnessed him call goodbye to the guy he was conversing with before he made a bee line for the exit. But that wasn't before he held my focus hostage. The wink I received from Harry made me speechless as I watched him from the door. 

I spun back to my friend's. Charlotte's mouth parted to comment on the event but quickly shut it, unable to form a coherent sentence. Lucy eventually broke the silence. "Holy shit." 

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Sup peoples?? I LOVE THIS STORY OMFGGGGG, IT'S PERF. HAN YOUR PERFECT OKAYY!? Like, comment and vote? Thank you. People do your thang. This, Boy's Like You, Keeper and Bad Meets Good are my ALL TIME FAVORITE! So read them. READ THEM NOW GRRR~.~ I also love duck dynasty. Oh and as for Bo I imagine her to be Lucy Hale. So yeah. Love you all:) 

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