A/n sorry it been awhile. But I'm back! And I'm not giving up on this story. Ily! Now on with the show!
(Story)
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It was later in the evening and Joey was helping me get ready for our date. He told me that he had a very casual place to go, and when he told me not to dress up too nice, I of course had to get some help.
He dressed me up into a T-shirt and some leggings. He made sure I didn't add a single ounce of makeup on my face. And he told me to keep my hair down.
Soon enough we were done and we were in his car driving to his "very casual place" he had planned for us.
I thought back to earlier today. I didn't talk to Mr. Styles the while day. Hes been calling me over and over again ever since I left work. I know this drama a bit early in the business. But, I guess that's what happens in the real world.
My phone rang again and I looked down at it seeing it was Styles again.
"You should just answer it." Joey said. I looked at him.
"Are you OK with this Joe?" I questioned. He looked at me and nodded smiling. I sighed and answered.
"Cat speaking."
"Baby girl? Oh baby girl I'm sorry. I was a jerk earlier. Please baby listen-" I cut Harry short.
"Don't. You've done enough damage Harry. These are the consequences you get when you treat people awfully. Don't call me or talk to me ever again. I quit." I hung up.
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Joey did take me to a very casual place. McDonald's. I laughed when he brought me there. We talked about our life's. I told him how when I was 13 I lost my dad. But he was abusive anyways, so I didn't really care.
He dropped me off and I waved as he drove away. I went to unlock my door, but it was already open. My arms and legs trembled as I entered my house. Everything was dark. I made my way to the living room and that's when my breath hitched in my throat.
There sat on the couch was a silhouette of Harry Styles. He got up and started walked towards me. I froze and covered my face scared he was going to hit me, but he didn't.
He wrapped his arms around me and rested his head in the crook of my neck. I slowly let my arms fall to my sides. I heard sniffling and wetness on my neck. He was crying. The Harry Styles was crying.
"I'm sorry...." He mumbled into my neck. I couldn't help but feel sorry for him.
"Please, promise me you'll be at work tomorrow...." I nodded and said,
"Promise."
I led upstaires to my room. He was drunk. I could smell the alcohol. But it didn't matter. He apologised. That's all that matters. He stumbled into my bed wearing nothing but boxers. I smiled at his sleepy face wore. I got up and went into my bathroom getting undressed. I was turning on the water to my shower when I felt two large hands grab my sides.
I stood up and Harry was kissing my neck.
"I'm taking a shower with you." He mumbled. I sighed and just nodded. We stepped in the shower and I started cleaning myself. I was spun around and Harry started kissing my lips with need, want, desire.
He squeezed my boob, while the other hand played with my clit. I moaned into his lips as he slipped his tongue into my mouth. He lowered his head to my neck and started nibbling on it, and sucking it. He lifted me up, signaling for me to wrap my legs around his waist.
He slipped inside me and loud moan escaped my lips as his huge cock worked its way in and out of me. He hit the sweet spot each time.
"Daddy..." I moaned. Harry then gave 3 huge thrusts into me and I released. As so did he.
"Your so tight baby girl." He moaned into my neck. I hummed in pleasure as his member slid out of my pussy.
I knew this was wrong. What I was doing was horrible. And just after we finished cleaning and got out of the shower, Joey was calling me.
"Hi Joey." I spoke leaving the bedroom.
"Cat! You left your jacket in my car. Was wondering if I could drop it off." I smiled and laughed.
"Yea, of course."
"Great, see you in ten." I smiled and hung up.
I turned around and seconds later my phone rand again.
"Hello?" I said slightly annoyed.
"What gurl? Daddy not giving you any dick!"
"Shane!" I grumbled.
"Haha. So, how's kitten doing? So, how big is he?" I blushed and bit my lip.
"Big."
"Inches?"
"About, 9"
"Fuck!" I heard Shane's phone drop. I laughed and Harry came out of my room smiling. He wrapped his arms around me. And started playing with my clit. I moaned into the phone and all of a sudden Shane was laughing.
"You in the middle of sex, ain't you?" Harry took my phone and started talking.
"Hi. This is Harry Styles. I'm trying to fuck Cat. If you don't mind, I'm going to hang up on you now so I can head my kitten scream my name." With that Harry hung up and instantly shoved 2 fingers in me. I screed daddy.
I was just about to climax when the doorbell rang.
"Shit, Joey...." I said squeezing my eyes shut as I came. The doorbell rang again, and Harry was still nibbling on my neck, riding out my climax.
Once again the doorbell rang and I groaned. I removed Harry's fingers from my pussy and shoved them in his mouth saying "suck it daddy." And I trotted down the staires with my towel around d my body.
"Joey!" I said opening the door. His smile faded and he stared at my neck.
"Those weren't there before. Cat? Hes here isn't he?" I bit my lip and dropped my head in shame. Joey shoved my jacket into my chest and walked off looking hurt. I watched as he left.
He took one last glance at me before getting into his car and a tear left his face. That's when I felt Harry's breathing on my neck. I closed the door and pushed Harry out of the way.
That night I fell asleep on the couch. I felt two arms wrap around me as I stirred in my sleep. I opened one eye before it fluttered closed.
"Shhh. Sleep kitten." I was too tired to protest. So I just fell back into my slumber.
What was I doing wrong?
