A Dark Harry Styles fanfiction ----- "I'm so wrong for you, Elena," he groans, biting my earlobe and breathing heavily. "So fucking wrong." And he is, he so fucking is. "You hate me, Elena. You hate me, you always have and you always will. I kidnapped you, I raped you, and you have to fucking hate me." Harry sucks on the gentle skin of my neck and licks the length of my jaw and I whimper at the delicious scruffiness of his tongue. And as much as I wish it did, it doesn't feel wrong at all. It feels just right. "Tell me you hate me, Elena." He's breathless and his voice is demanding, but once again I'm left with no words. Instead, I grab his face in between my hands and kiss his forehead. Because no matter what, I really can't hate him right now. Maybe not ever. ------- Warning this Story contains Mature content, Strong Language, Eating disorders. Readers advised! Credit goes to KathrynBarbie! Copyright© All Rights Reserved®

A Dark Harry Styles fanfiction Sequel to Misery Loves Company The doorknob starts shaking and turning, a key being shoved in the lock. My eyes are lost in the mop of curls walking in the house, his lips attached to a blond chick who has her legs wrapped tightly around his waist. "Ay, dios mio!" the girl moans loudly in Spanish. He simply responds by crashing his lips harder onto hers. I stay frozen in the kitchen doorway, watching the scene in horror as Alfie screams my name in the phone. While neither of them has noticed my presence, the lights being still off and the TV muted, he doesn't waste his time snapping his head towards me when I tell Alfie, "I'm gonna call you back." The girl whines when Harry drops her onto her feet, but his shocked expression is undeniable. "Elena?" "Hi, Harry." I'm back ----- Warning this Story contains Mature content and Strong Language Readers Advised! Credit goes to KathrynBarbie! Copyright© All Rights Reserved®