Harry's Girl

chapter 3

Harry's P.O.V:
"Fück Harry", Hannah practically screamed while I was pumping her up and down my dick. Were at this for awhile in my car that was parked in front of her house. I grad ahold of her erected nipple in my mouth as my hands fondle her ãss. She came around my condom covered dïck with a loud moan, I gave her a couple more pumps before I spilled into the condom. She claimed of me and sat back in the passenger seat trying to catch her breath. I took of the used condom and threw it out the window and put my friend back in my pants. Hannah is my best friend that I fück. Anything I tell her to do she does because she owes me big time. I helped her to dispose of her ex-husband 's body after she murdered him.

She fixed her underwear and tried to straighten her dress and hair to try to hide the fact that we just fücked. It's not really working. "So I'll call you later." She said while exiting my car.

I drove off from Hannah's house. I decided to text Halle the address since she doesn't know it.

Me:
What time will you be able to come tomorrow?
-Mr. Styles

Halle:
3:00 p.m

Me:
Ok. I moved so the address is now 12 Oakland.
-Mr. Styles

I write my name at the bottom so she knows just who it is.

Halle:
Ok sir.

Sir... I like that name a lot. I'll have to take it into consideration.

Me:
I like that name. Sir....

She must be wondering what that means.

I put away the phone an drove home.

Can't wait to see my little dove again.

A/N:

So what do u think? I'd really love to hear.

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