The Boy Next Door. (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 1

Hey everyone!

Hope you enjoy my fanfic, this is the first one I've ever written, so yeah that's all and enjoy! xx

(Contains violence, sexual references, and mild language)

Prolouge:

Harry stared down at me as he hovered over my body, his eyes looking into mine. "You're mine now, do you understand? You are mine, mine to love and protect." His lips moved to my neck, soft moans escaped my lips.

Chapter 1.

Light peered through my bedroom window as I awoke from my slumber, I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and yawned. What a beautiful day outside I thought, lazily getting out of bed and looking out the window at the same time. It would have been an exceptional morning if that damned truck out the front wouldn't have frantically beeped its horn. What is a truck even beeping its horn at 8:30am in the morning for? I slipped on my slippers and padded into the bathroom, removing my clothes and turning on the shower. I got in and let the hot water relax my tense muscles, washing my hair with my vanilla and coconut shampoo and shaving my legs. I cut off the water and reached for my white towel, wrapping it around my body. The mirror was all foggy so I rubbed my hand over it to remove the residue, looking into the mirror i sighed at the sight of a few pimples on my face. It was unfair, all the girls at university basically have perfect skin and I don't. It flipping sucks. I get dressed into a pair of dark skinny jeans, a white singlet and a moss green cardigan. I brushed my teeth, put on a little bit of mineral power, some black mascara and some nude lipgloss then blow dried my long brown hair. I glanced one more time into the mirror then decided to go down stairs and greet my parents.

"Morning mum & dad- and random guy standing in my kitchen." I tried not to gape at the sight of this man right infront of my eyes. As far as looks go he was absolutely gorgeous, his mop of dark brown curls were sitting messily on his head, his green eyes lit up the room, a white t-shirt hung over his torso, both his arms were snaked with black tattoos and by the look of it a few were visible on his chest through the white shirt, his eyebrow was pierced along with his lip, and a pair of black skinny jeans and white converses accompanied him also.

"Morning Anna, My mum beamed and her smile lit up the room along with the strangers eyes.

"Who is this?" I ask, gesturing to the tall handsome man leaning against the counter.

"This is Harry, styles I think it was, he's moving in next door, Mary and Greg moved about 2 days ago and he brought their house. He knocked on the door and introduced himself so I invited him in, being the great neighbour that I am!" She chuckled at me then looked back at Harry. Wow, he looked the same age as me roughly and he's in the position to buy a house? Wow, just wow.

His eyes rake up and down my body, then he grins and runs his fingers through his hair.

"Delighted to meet you, Anastasia was it?" Gah, he called me Anastasia. Haven't heard my full name in a while. I decided with a smart remark and replied "Likewise, Harold was it?"

He chuckled and took a sip of coffee that you could smell as soon as you walked into the kitchen. Mum made it for him obviously.

He put the cup down then looked at me then back at my mum. "I'd love to stay for a longer chat but I really need to start unpacking, that guy in the moving truck seems to be getting a little impatient." Harry looked at my mum and thanked her for being so kind, then looked back at me. "See you around Neighbour." He winked then grabbed his leather jacket hanging on the chair and walked out the front door.

(Chapter 2 will be up soon!)