^^ Rare picture of Harry Styles holding me up in his arms. I'm dead.
Buckle up your seat belts, Mamacita. You're up for knowing someone.
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Harry is on his bed sleeping peacefully. The same goes for Paul. But he's on my bed. And I'm on the floor, sitting with my legs crossed as I fumble with the pieces of my tracker.
I huff and put the tracker down. I joined and completely fixed it but it doesn't show me any signals. I lean my head back on the wall and take in deep breaths. It's not gonna work.
I'm so hungry.
I feel so sleepy.
My bruises are the same. They are not healing a bit.
My energy and body are dropping and failing.
I sigh and turn my head to the right and see Harry sleeping with his lips a little agape. His hair is ruffled and smooth at the same time. His biceps bulging and his hand hanging down the edge of the bed. His fingers are dangling with rings on it.
God, those fingers are something else. I'm getting so high now.
I get up on my feet and watch the sexy man on the bed as I bite my lips. My heart starts to race within my ribs and my adrenaline starts to rush in my veins. I gulp and lift my leg up before sitting on top of Harry.
"Harry," I say loudly knowing he won't wake up with a small voice. I place my palm flat against his toned chest.
"Wake fucking up!" I shout at the top of my voice. He continues to snore. Paul wakes up startled. I give him a little smile and he gets out of the room while shaking his head as he mumbled, "Kids these days."
He closes the door on the way out. "Wake up!!" I press and release my pressure of palm on his chest.
"What happened?" Harry asks, his voice groggy and raspy turning me on all the from top to bottom.
"I'm horny. And you look really sexy and it isn't helping me at all." I whine and trace my finger along his jawline to his lips.
"Why the pig is horny?" He asks, his eyes struggling to open. I frown being offended that he literally called me a pig.
"You need to do something, Zygote Lame Kiddo!" I chuckle and bent down to kiss his lips. But I pull away realizing he smells so bad. So so bad.
"Did you ever realize that your lips never touch when you say the word 'touch'?" He asks still half asleep.
"You smell disgusting, Harry." I twitch my eyebrows and frown at his features.
"And your lips touch when you say 'separate'?" He groans and tries to turn sideways but he couldn't because of my weight on him.
"You need to brush your teeth if you wanna kiss me." I cross my arms against my chest.
"The hiatus needs to be over." He yawns and scratches his head before snoring again. What is a hiatus?
"You need to fucking fuck me!!" I yell at him and grab his t-shirt before shaking him abruptly.
"Release the Infinity music video." He mumbles.
"Release inside me, fucker!" I say softly getting exhausted with the yelling and shouting.
"No. Release the studio version of Medicine and Anna."
"Please Harry. Wake up. I'm exhausted and horny. My mind and body are going crazy." I whine and rest my head on his chest with my finger tracing his chest softly.
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Pills //HS (COMPLETED) ✔
Fanfic"Will you forget about me in a month?" Harry asks with a sad pout. I squint my eyes completely taken aback of his question. "No, of course not. Why are you asking?" I cup his face in hands and kiss his lips. "What about six months?" He asks, breakin...
