Harry Styles Imagines/Preferences

#24: Bad Boy Styles

Imagine #24: Bad Boy Styles (REQUESTED)

This imagine is dedicated to Annie (Directioner_475) xo

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No one really understood him well. They just thought he was some dangerous man in the shadows, hunting for something. He was always out. The only time he would be home was when it was time to sleep or to bring a random girl home, or when he's throwing a party. Parents fear that their kids would encounter him one day, so they teach them to never go near Mr. Styles, or near his property.

He had a dog. A huge Pitbull. Always sitting on his lawn, a chain around its neck, and the end of the chain was wrapped around a thick post. That dog barked like it was the end of the world, and wouldn't shut up. Only during the day, when cars would pass by it the dog would bark. Thankfully, it wouldn't bark at night. There were less commotions during the night.

When you walk out of your house to get to work, Harry also walked out of his. The two of you made eye contact and he winked at you. You turn your head to avoid the awkwardness. As Harry got in his car, you watched him speed away down th street.

Your boss made you stay a little late until 10 at the office. So when you got home, all you could think of is get into bed and falling asleep. Tomorrow would be your day off.

As you walked up the steps to your front door, someone grabbed you from behind and turned you around, pushing you against the wall, making you scream.

The stranger puts his hand on your mouth, and when you look up to see who it is, it's him. The man next door.

"You have a beautiful scream. Wonder how it would sound when you're with me in bed." The man says ina raspy voice.

(A/N: what the fuck am i writing)

You just look at him with surprise and wide eyes. This man was hotter face to face.

"I'm Harry. And I would like to know your name, but If I removed my hand away from your mouth, you promis you won't scream?" He asks.

You nod your head quickly, not blinking, still in shocked and your wide eyes staring into his.

He smirks, and removes his hand, placing it beside your head.

You hesitate and then answer.

"Annie."

The man smiles, and walks away.

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