So sorry if the story is bad, this is my first story based off of a band thats on tour. This story may contain smut (not for sure yet), drinking and cursing.

You've been struggling to finish your assignment for Professor Styles' Creative Writing class. Inspiration is seem to be avoiding you, so to relieve some stress, you mess around with your roommates and write a rather dirty fiction of the hot professor everyone is into on campus. Due to a fatal mistake however, you end up uploading the wrong file as your attachment to your assignment and your wildest fantasies end up in the hands of the person they are about.

"Before we get started, I need you to know that I don't do soft sex. I like it rough." Harry Styles is surrounded by walls. But after a summer filled with deprecating passion, she might just be the only one who can break those walls. *this story contains mature and explicit content*

Smut filled adventure with Harry, your friend

In which, Niall and Harry are addicted to sex. ©Copyright 2015 Smiley_Miley_

Y/n is a student in London. She was really good and had great grades in English because of the teacher.....But all changed as she got Mr.Tomlinson as new teacher... -> HARD SMUT⚠️

"I....I could always show you.." He told me Huh? "I could always teach you how." He repeated. "What?" I asked astonished he would even say that. "I could teach you how. I could show you how to be touched, how to touch others, even how to touch yourself" He said with seriousness in his voice. He's got to be joking. This has to be a prank. "But...I..." I was literally lost for words. "Think about it, I'm not just going to teach you how to have sex, I'm going to teach you how to be confident and comfortable with your body. Your sexy as hell but your always so unsure of yourself and you act like a shy little girl. Don't you want to be confidence and stand up for yourself? Don't you want to show everyone that inner goddess dying to come out?" "Yes" I mumbled. I was tired of being made fun of. I was tired of being a coward. "So you'll do it?" He asked with a smirk playing on his lips. Should I even do this? Isn't this wrong? Without even thinking I spoke. "Yes I'll let you teach me your ways" I admitted. "Call it, Private Sex Lessons" He smiled. What the actual fuck did I get myself into?

"Don't touch me" I growled. "Fine" he retorted. "I'll just kiss you.." he slammed my both my hands so they were beside my head. "Can I kiss you here?" he whispered into my ear while his finger traced along my bottom lip. His breath creeping on my neck, this sent shivers to go down my spine I couldn't help but to squeeze my eyes shut. He kissed along my neck with each individual wet kiss inching closer to my chest, that was now rising up and down uncontrollably. "Louis" I warned. But it didn't stop him. He nibbled on my skin making me wince in pain. I am pretty sure blood was seeping out but he kept sucking, then he pulled away and kissed the same spot over and over again. Suddenly I had the urge to go to the bathroom. "Mine" was the last thing Louis said before walking back to the table and away from the hallway. I touched my neck and gasped right away. It hurt like a bitch. What did he mean?

"Who are you sending Nudes to?" my best friend Louis asked me. "I don't know." I told him. The truth is I really don't know who I've been sending nudes to. "Are you crazy or something? This could be some type of perv who trying to get in your pants" "He isn't.I just know he isn't. At least I hope he isn't." "So do you only send him nudes or does he send you nudes too?" Louis curiosity got the best of him. "He sends me nudes too." I smiled remembering the images he sends me. "And do you like them?" "Yup." Who ever this person is their sexy as hell. "Do you even know their name at least?" "Well I only know their middle name James."

Abby and her Friend Calvary go to a One direction concert, and it changes their life forever