punk rock made me do it [harry styles]

four

Moments later, I'd found out a lot about Harry.

His last name was Styles, he was from Cheshire and moved to London after high school.

He'd won a battle of bands with his band White Eskimo, where he sang, he liked Pink Floyd,

and he was a fantastic kisser.

We were dancing to Do I Wanna Know by Arctic Monkeys when he placed his pink lips against mine.

crawling back to you

ever thought of calling when you've had a few?

'cause I always do

maybe I'm too busy being yours to fall for somebody new

now I've thought it through

crawling back to you

He had some stubble on his chin, scratching against mine. Our tongues played hide and seek. I got a feeling of that he somehow always won. Sometimes we had to stop. Like when Princess came with drinks she had mixed by herself. They tasted like the shit of the devil, and told her so. She replied with "Devlishit for the devils shit."

 I knew what was going to happen next. I had been to parties before, I had read books about it. I knew the drill. There was two opportunities. One; he would use me and dump me. Two; he would fall in love with me and become a puppy who followed me wherever I went. 

I didn't want any of those.