Pain & Pleasure

Pain & Pleasure

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, May 5, 2014
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Harry Styles
The pressure on my throat is unbearable, I can feel myself falling in to the darkness, I can feel his hand getting tighter and tighter until, I hear a crack and then, I feel relief. I look down and see, the boy who I thought I was totally and utterly in love with, body on me. I look up and see the person who got me into this mess but realise he's all I need. I scramble out from my death bed and fall onto my saviour, Harry, my love. “So, that’s how you and dad got together?” “Not exactly sweetie, Ill tell you about that another time, for now though, you two need to head to bed. You have a big day tomorrow.” Find out Harry and Katina's story, from heart breaking ass holes to pleasurable sexual tensions, this is they're story
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A few snippets so far: I felt naked in front of him. He's stripped me bare, pulled back my flesh, cracked open my rib cage to literally have my heart in his hands. He has the power to finish me off with one forceful squeeze or help hold all the pieces together while I work on mending and healing it. **** I take this time to breathe in the stale peacefulness of the room and wait for my body to properly wake up to get started with another day. My thoughts are soon abruptly stopped when I hear heavy breathing next to me, then I can feel the rise and fall of someone's chest and the heaviness of something wrapped around my torso. The imaginary glue in my eyes disappears as they open in a flash. To my utter disbelief and confusion, I find Harry sleeping...in my bed...with me. What, when how...what in the world is happening?! My internal panic worsens when I realize if he's here he saw the broken glass and blood in the room. FUCKING HELL! "Don't freak out, don't freak out," I talk out loud to myself but it's not fucking working. **** Last fucking chance to tell me I'm wrong and you're not hoeing around then sleep in my bed!" I say as harshly as I can. She doesn't say anything, doesn't even bat an eye at what I said. I pick up her phone on my nightstand and throw it at the closed door and watch her body tense up in anger. Her fists are white from how tightly she is clamping her fingers in her palm and her jaw is clenched. "You said it yourself, we're just friends. Friends don't act jealous like this," she quietly speaks. "I am not jealous; I couldn't give a fuck less. Have nothing to be jealous of." She takes a step back like I hit her, I can see her shattering right in front of me. "You know your way out. Get the fuck out of my apartment now," she walks over to grab her phone that bounced off the wall and walks out, she stops before she closes the door all the way.

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