Harry Styles Imagines

12 ~ Toxic

••☣TOXIC☣••

••PERSONAL IMAGINE••

"I think you should go, babe." Harry tells me as he presses another heated kiss against my lips. His lips taste like cigarettes and vodka.

I shake my head in response and Harry's lips move to my neck, sucking harshly, making sure to leave a mark. "Mine." He growls as he backs me up against the wall.

I moan as his tongue darts out and runs over the sore spot. Harry's hands roam my body, resting at my bum and squeezing. Another moan falls from my lips. His lips move along my jaw and to my mouth again. My hand is tugging at the curls at the back of his neck and my other hand is resting on his chest, fisting his shirt to pull him closer to me and to steady myself. He knows exactly what he's doing to me.

☣There's no escape.☣

Harry's what you would call a 'bad boy'. He's smoking, doing drugs every now and then and he's drinking. He beats up other guys and he gets all the female attention. He's demanding and possessive. He's hot as fuck, you can't deny that. I've seen many faces of Harry; from anger to rage, lust to desire. He's dark; his personality is dark and dangerous. Harry's dangerous.

☣You're dangerous, I'm lovin' it.☣

I wrap his curls around my finger as he tugs at my bottom lip, earning another groan from me. He presses his lips onto mine and licks my bottom lip. Without thinking, I open my mouth and our tongues fight for dominance; Harry wins, of course. I can feel myself getting light headed. That always happens. One kiss from Harry is enough to send me into that state of mind.

☣I took a sip from my devil's cup. Slowly, it's taking over me.☣

"I mean it, Victoria." He growls into my ear and presses his hips against mine. "I'm no good, princess." He nibbles at my earlobe.

He's right. Everybody warned me. My heart will get broken; ripped out of my chest. In the end I'll be the one who has to pick up their broken pieces from off the ground. Everybody said I should stay away from Harry. Even Harry himself said so, but already from the beginning there was something about him that drew me in. I couldn't help myself; I couldn't stay away from him. And even if I wanted to leave him, I couldn't.

☣I'm addicted to you. Don't you know that you're toxic?☣

"Jump." Harry mumbles against my lips. I do as I'm told and wrap my legs around his waist. His hands are securing my thighs and the wall is steadying my back. His hands start to roam my body again and my head falls against the wall. Harry's lips move to my collarbones, sucking harshly and leaving more marks. "Fuck." He moans as he grind his hips against mine.

☣And I love what you do. Don't you know that you're toxic?☣

Harry knows what to do to make me go crazy. He knows exactly that I'm putty in his hands. When he got me into that state of mind he knows that I'm practically willingly to do anything for him. To give him anything he wants. Our breathing is heavy and little sweatdroplets are forming on my forehead. I grab Harry's shoulders as the tension between us gets thicker and thicker. Moans and groans fall from our lips as Harry rocks his hips against mine.

☣Too high, can't come down. It's in the air and it's all around.☣

Whenever I'm around him, I'm not myself. I'm more loosened up and I'm more outgoing, you could say. I can't think straight, my brain is like mash. But that's okay, because I'm with Harry.

"I'm yours." I whisper against his lips as he moves them up for another rushed kiss. "I-I..love you." I manage to say inbetween kisses and deep breaths. I know what I got myself into.

"Fuck, there's no escape now, baby. You're mine now. You're my dark princess now." Harry growls and presses his forehead against mine, panting heavy. He closes his eyes and presses a gentle kiss on my lips, moving his lips slow against my own. I can't go back now. But that's okay. He's my dark angel.

☣I think I'm ready now.☣

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