Unity | Harry Styles AU

IV: car keys

He took a step closer and grabbed my waist with two hands. I placed my hands on either sides of his neck, and he pulled me closer into him. His cologne was intoxicating, and with every breath I could feel myself falling deeper and deeper. I looked up at him, and he looked down at me. He took his lip between his teeth for a moment before picking me up and pushing me against the wall. My legs were wrapped around his torso, and his tongue was dancing with mine. His large hands grazed my face before using them to unzip my black dress. He left a trail of kisses down my neck, to my collarbone, and right above my bra. He picked me up again and placed me on his desk, my stomach facing down. He pulled my hair as he removed the dress completely from my body. Forcefully, he turned my head so I was facing him, and pressed his lips against mine. His crotch was pressed against my bottom. I could hear his belt unbuckling before it hit the ground. He tugged down my panties and I could feel myself melt at his touch. Before he entered, he whispered into my ear.

"You want this?" He said. I could hear the impatience in his voice.

"Yes." I replied breathily. I was getting impatient.

"How much, Baby. How much do you want this?" He asked again.

"More than anything" I admitted, and with that I felt his shaft inside of me, thrusting slowly at first, but gaining speed. He pulled my hair as I let moans leave my lips, tugging harder when I was being too loud.

He flipped me over on to my back, and left another trail of kisses down my neck as he entered again. This time with much more force. His mouth never left mine. He reached underneath my back to undo my bra. He was too swift for my comfort, making me think of how many other women he's done this to– Women his age. But I brushed those thoughts away. He pulled the flimsy material off my body and onto the floor with the rest of my clothing. His tongue traveled from my neck to my collarbones and to my chest. He pulled out and took his cock between his hands.

"Be a good girl and open your mouth for me."

I jolted up from my bed, and rubbed my eyes. My head was pounding. I walked to my bathroom to grab some Advil, before realizing what time it was.

Class started an hour ago. There was no way I was going now. I could just call in sick, it's no biggie. I was ahead of all my school work so it wouldn't kill me to miss a day, and after that dream, I don't think I wanted to face Mr. Styles at all. I don't think I could handle it.

I popped an Advil into my mouth and sipped some water from the faucet. My vision was blurred, and I'm not sure if that was from my grogginess, my headache, my dream, or all of the above.

Now that i've made the wild decision not to go in today, I had the whole day to myself. Whilst deciding what I should do, I made myself a bowl of cereal, and notified the office of my absence.

I figured since I was already done everything that was needed to do for the project and for my classes, I could actually decorate my own apartment. I've always wanted to do so. I had the time to start doing so today.

Me, being the lazy girl I was decided I would paint the walls in my room with acrylic paint instead of going through the ever-so-long process of priming and so on. I rummaged through my closet for the box of paints, pencils, and brushes. Upon finding it, I realized I had the biggest grin on my face. I was under no stress whatsoever. I was to spend the day doing what I pleased.

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At around 4:00pm, I decided to call it quits and clean myself up for my date tonight. I would need to start getting ready now because there was paint all over my body. Underneath my nail beds, on my forehead, on my legs, everywhere.