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Attached *Punk Harry Styles*

NeverShoutShianne

LECTURES 2,304
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Parties 6
Durée 44m

LECTURES 2,304
Votes 49
Parties 6
Durée 44m

NeverShoutShianne

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"You could have any girl in the entire world, why the hell would you want me?" I question, eyes darting back and forth between his calm emerald ones as he pins me up against the wall.

"Because you're different. I like that about you." He admits, eyes turning hungry with lust.

A shiver runs down my spine and I push him away, only to have him chuckle and pull me closer. "Get off me, Harry." I hiss, struggling against his grip.

His told on me tightens and a smirk slithers onto his angelic features. "It's too late, love, I've already claimed you as mine."Tous Droits Réservés

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Dark., écrit par darkfic

“I can tell you’re going to be a challenge.” He almost growled. “I like that.” Harry smirked. He dipped his head, nudging mine to the side before I felt his lips press to the skin of my neck. The ends of his curly hair tickled at my cheek. Harry reluctantly released one of my arms so he could hold the back of my head, preventing me from escaping. I instantly placed my free hand on his chest in protest, attempting to push him away as I felt him harshly suck. “Harry.” I begged. I fisted the front of his t shirt between my fingers; the sharp pain intensified as his teeth grazed the skin. His breathy laugh fanned over the area as I desperately struggled against the male’s hold before he continued to draw blood to the surface. The sensation was somewhat eased with the attention of his soft lips. But Harry wouldn’t allow me that comfort for long, nipping hungrily at my neck with his teeth. I gasped when his tongue licked over the newly sensitive skin, planting a few kisses. He blew over the sloppy wet spot, igniting a chill through my entirety. Harry stepped back smirking as I yanked my arm from his large hand. My fingers drifted up to my neck, sucking in a sharp breath when I dabbed over the sore spot. I whimpered in fright as he drew closer. “You’re mine now.” He spoke in a hushed tone.

The Other Woman, écrit par Sadie161999

"What do you want baby?" He asked me, tearing the dress off of my body. "You" I moaned out, pulling at the hairs on the nape of his neck. "Why do you want me?" He asked, kisses traveling down to my navel as he slipped my underwear off. I was confused by his question and he met his eyes with mine. He smirked causing my body to shiver with goosebumps. "It's because, my love, you want what you can't have.."

Wanted [H.S], écrit par iimaxna

"That was the biggest mistake I ever fucking made!" I backed away from Harry with tears in my eyes. I couldn't believe this was happening, and it was all because I agreed. "What was your biggest fucking mistake?! HUH?!" He yelled, getting closer every move. His face was filled with anger. I swallowed hard. "Going with you! Even meeting you! You fucked up my life because of your stupid crimes!" Harry's face went blank like nothing else mattered except for what I had just said to him. He was frozen like his life flashed before his eyes, his face went pale, and his hands curled up into fists, with that he backed up and walked out of the hotel room, slamming the door behind him as he left, making me flinch.

Can't Remember To Forget You, écrit par angellwt_

* * * * * * COMPLETED * * * * * * We laid together in silence, Harry running his fingers through my hair, me tracing the ink scattering his chest and abdomen. I could lay here forever... At least until my mind starts running wild. "What is this to you Harry?" I whisper, afraid to ask. I don't know where that came from, but I need to know. "What do you mean?" "I don't know... I just, I don't want to be another one of your girls. And I know whatever's going on between us is more than that, but... I don't know." I sigh. "It's only you, baby." Harry kisses my forehead. "I only want you, and it better be the same damn way for you. There's no way I'm sharing you." I smile to myself. That's what I needed to hear. "There isn't, it's only you for me too." ** © 2014 by angellwt_. All rights reserved. (WARNING: MATURE STORY) ********COMPLETED********

Corruption | h.s, écrit par londonbby4

' "You are my world, Y/N. And I know this is hell, I know it is, but... please, stay with me. Let me love you for as long as I can. Let me hold you, let me take care of you. Just... don't give up on me yet." You let out a shaky breath, your eyes locked with his. And in them, you saw nothing but love. Raw, unwavering, heartbreaking love.'

Final Love(Sequel to Stages of Love), écrit par Harry_Styles_Writer

"Leave me alone, I made it clear that I don't ever wanna see you again!" She yelled in my face, tears dripping from her eyes unto her beautiful skin. I grabbed her waist and peppered kisses onto her neck. "Your mine and mine only, I don't stop until I get what is mine babygirl," I said huskily as she melted into my arms and I smirked. I love her (Very Mature H.S So Don't Read If Your Gonna Complain)

Dark (Harry Styles), écrit par HS_fanfic

*ALL CREDIT GOES TO HAN-RAWR* "Stop." I weakly pleaded. I felt his chest vibrate as he chuckled. His plump lips came down to my ear once again. "I don't think so, Baby. We're gunna have some fun." I shivered at his words. Harry frightened me, but this time my fear caused me to lash out. He withdrew slightly before my hand made contact with his face. It was clearly unexpected from the expression of anger commandeering his tight features. His left cheek was branded with a pink tinge before aggressively gripping hold of my forearms. "I can tell you're going to be a challenge." He almost growled. "I like that." He smirked "You're mine now." He spoke in a hushed tone.

limerence (harry styles), écrit par harrys_llama

you're caught between longing and fear, between the comfort of stability and the thrill of the unknown. you have a man that loves you-patiently, devotedly-but his love feels like a weight you can't surmount. then there's Harry, your supervisor, your mentor, and perhaps something else entirely. he dwells in your mind, in the moments where a glance feels like a confession, on your lips. you've been here before. at sixteen. naive, wrapped up in the words of a man who made you feel special, different, wanted. that love was supposed to be real, but instead, it left behind fractures that never quite healed. and now, as Harry moves in closer, you wonder-are you drawn to him because of who he is, or because of the past you've never really escaped? as your life begins to unravel, you cycle through guilt and desire, through self deception and dangerous truths. you know how this story ends, but you can't seem to stop yourself from writing it again.

Our Little Secret (h.s.) // editing, écrit par wasted-styles

"Stop being so innocent! It's boring." Harry mocked me. "And how am I supposed to do that?" All playfulness from his face has disappeared. "Let me teach you." At first, my thought was no. An immediate no. I've known Harry my whole life, this would be weird, but i'm tired of being mocked about my innocence. "Fine..." I whispered crossing my arms across my chest. My foot began tapping, a habit I picked up from my mother. "I'll do it, but you can't tell anyone." My finger pointing at him like a mother would do scolding a child. "No one has to know. Not a soul." He leaned further into me, forcefully gripping my hips pushing me against his bedroom wall.

Dark (Book 1), écrit par 2gd2btruvball

“I can tell you’re going to be a challenge.” He almost growled. “I like that.” Harry smirked. He dipped his head, nudging mine to the side before I felt his lips press to the skin of my neck. The ends of his curly hair tickled at my cheek. Harry reluctantly released one of my arms so he could hold the back of my head, preventing me from escaping. I instantly placed my free hand on his chest in protest, attempting to push him away as I felt him harshly suck. “Harry.” I begged. I fisted the front of his t shirt between my fingers; the sharp pain intensified as his teeth grazed the skin. His breathy laugh fanned over the area as I desperately struggled against the male’s hold before he continued to draw blood to the surface. The sensation was somewhat eased with the attention of his soft lips. But Harry wouldn’t allow me that comfort for long, nipping hungrily at my neck with his teeth. I gasped when his tongue licked over the newly sensitive skin, planting a few kisses. He blew over the sloppy wet spot, igniting a chill through my entirety. Harry stepped back smirking as I yanked my arm from his large hand. My fingers drifted up to my neck, sucking in a sharp breath when I dabbed over the sore spot. I whimpered in fright as he drew closer. “You’re mine now.” He spoke in a hushed tone. KNOCKOUT IS OUT NOW!!!

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Our Little Secret (h.s.) // editing cover

Dark (Book 1) cover

Dark.

“I can tell you’re going to be a challenge.” He almost growled. “I like that.” Harry smirked. He dipped his head, nudging mine to the side before I felt his lips press to the skin of my neck. The ends of his curly hair tickled at my cheek. Harry reluctantly released one of my arms so he could hold the back of my head, preventing me from escaping. I instantly placed my free hand on his chest in protest, attempting to push him away as I felt him harshly suck. “Harry.” I begged. I fisted the front of his t shirt between my fingers; the sharp pain intensified as his teeth grazed the skin. His breathy laugh fanned over the area as I desperately struggled against the male’s hold before he continued to draw blood to the surface. The sensation was somewhat eased with the attention of his soft lips. But Harry wouldn’t allow me that comfort for long, nipping hungrily at my neck with his teeth. I gasped when his tongue licked over the newly sensitive skin, planting a few kisses. He blew over the sloppy wet spot, igniting a chill through my entirety. Harry stepped back smirking as I yanked my arm from his large hand. My fingers drifted up to my neck, sucking in a sharp breath when I dabbed over the sore spot. I whimpered in fright as he drew closer. “You’re mine now.” He spoke in a hushed tone.