MR STYLES (one direction fanfiction)

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Chapter 22

“Welcome in our room.”, Harry smiled wrapping his arms around my waist. I smiled back at him and he kissed my nose softly making me giggle.

“I love your laugh.”, Harry said making me blush.

“Thanks.”

“I think we´re leaving at seven so in... oh fifteen minutes.”, he said his eyes widened. “You´re ready right?”

“What no, I have to put make up on, I have to-”, Harry cut me off by pressing his lips onto mine.

“I like you best without make up and your hair in your natural beautiful curls. You don´t need all this stuff.”, he said after we pulled away.

“But at least I have to brush my hair and braid it, cause it looks horrible.”, I groaned and Harry chuckled.

“Girls. Ok then off you go.”, he said wrapping his arms around my waist, placing his chin on op of my head while we swayed into our bedroom, where I stowed my hairbrush and hairbands. I grabbed one and put it around my wrist starting to brush my hair.

“Let me do this.”, Harry said and I raised an eyebrow at him, but he just grabbed the brush and motioned to the bed signalling me to sit down. I sat down on the edge of the huge king sized bed and Harry stood behind me.

“But be careful please.”, I begged and he laughed.

“You don´t like it rough.”, he said and could only picture his smirk.

“Well...”, I said.

“Well?”, Harry asked.

“I don´t know what to say.”, I lied. I absolutely know what to say, but that´s embarrassing.

“Tell me.” Oh am I such a bad liar? Obviously.

“Well, I don´t know, but I like it when somebody tugs at my hair.”, I mumbled shyly.

“Excuse me.”, Harry said, even though he clearly understood what I´ve said.

“I-I l-like it wh-when somebody t-tugs at my h-hair.”, I stuttered.

“Like this.”, Harry asked yanking harsh at my hair making my head fall back. I pressed my eyes close, even though this feeling is painful I kinda like it. Gosh I sound weird. He winded my hair around his hand, so that he had a strong grip on it. He pulled again on my hair this time even harsher then before making me groan.

“You like it huh?”, he asked moving his hand down to my breasts my back still facing him. He cupped my right breast in his hand while his other one was still yanking at my hair. Harry started to massage my breast while he still yanked at it so that my head was tilted to one side. He began to nibble and suck on my neck.