I wake up, feeling very shit. I feel someone weird on my mouth... I slowly realise I'm drooling on Harry's dick... WAIT WHAT?!?!?!??!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!I ACTUALLY FUCKING SLEPT WITH HARRY OHMAHGAWD!!! I get up, resisting the urge to want to fuck Harry in the ass. I go down the golden stairs, naked af. I scream at the top of my voice, "I'VE FUCKED HARRY EVERYONE!!" I sound proud af and tell it to all the staff, even the one I KNOW secretly likes Harry since I had a one night stand with him and saw cum on a Harry cardboard cut-out.
"I fucking hate you..." He yelled.
"Awwh, but when we fucked all you kept saying was how it was the best thing ever and you loved me more than Harry." I said, COMPLETELY DESTROYING HIS ASS!! I actually destroyed his ass tho when I fucked him.. BUT he still enjoyed it.
*9 hours later*
It just struck midnight and me and Harry were just chilling on the bed, watching Netflix. There is a sudden knock on the door and I OBVIOUSLY ignore it since I didn't want anyone to ruin our fun. The knocking become louder and quickly turned to bangs on the door. I didn't give a flying flamingo fuck. They can go fuck off.
Suddenly the door burst tf open and in came Jeff. They used to tease him and call him Jeff The Killer (The guy who Trump had a one night stand with) He had a motherfucking knife in his hand.
"Bruh I see why they used call you Jeff The Killer" I say calmly af, not even panicking.
THE END!!!
(I know Trump doesn't talk like that but shhhh xD)
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Donald Trump and Harry Styles: Sexy Time
FanfictionDonald Trump is OBSESSED with Harry Styles. What will he do to him when they're in the bedroom... With 72 locks on it just so he doesn't escape. Cx
