Emma and Harry met at the website Omegle. Of course Emma couldn't believe it's could actually be Harry Styles but she let him talk and by the end of their conversation Harry begs her to give him her Skype... and it's him. Like actual Harry Styles. But she lives in Sweden and he's a international pop star. Will it last or will it end like any other famous relationship? follow them in their ups and downs and read the story

"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?

She'd write him letters, he'd never reply. // in which michael was busy touring and bess had a lot of problems she couldn't solve herself Other | #253 Fan fiction | #237 COPYRIGHT / K. ADAMS ©️ 2013