Paint me like one of your french gorls

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The annoying sound of an alarm clock fills the room. Making Harry want to fucking kill him self. Harry uses his large ass fist and punches the clock so it shuts the hell up.

Harry groans. He has a boner but he ignores it.

"Harrell?"

Harold looks towards the door where Lewis (his friend I mentioned in the description) is standing.

"Harry, I just threw up everywhere, broke both my legs, broke all my fingers, ripped my ears off, cut my throat open, I'm pregnant, and I'm dying."

"Okay and?" Harry asks.

"Will you fill in for me?" Louis begs

"Yes I will fill your hol-"

"No, will you go into work for me?"

"Oh," Says Harriet Tubman, a little disappointed that Louis didn't want to engage in sex. "Sure, I guess. What will I have to do?"

"You have to interview a sexy, successful, and, wealthy, Mushroom Kingdom entrepreneur."

"Really?" Hardy asks.

"Yeah, his name is Donkey Kong, he is 27 years old and hella horny all the time."

"Okay, I can do it. Doesn't sound bad at all." Harry smiles.

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