My Angel (Michael Clifford)

My Angel (Michael Clifford)

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"Michael and I... that's nothing. We're friends." "Friends that fool around," my best friend pointed out, crossing her arms over her chest and raising her eyebrows. "Lots of people do that," I shrugged, "Besides, I have Niall, and Niall's absolutely amazing." "I think Michael's pretty amazing too." she challenged me. "Yeah, but he's no Niall," I laughed. She sighed, and I knew that I had won the conversation, even it was just for now. Which it was.
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"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. DISCLAIMER: THE MATERIAL IN THIS FANFICTION IS INAPPROPRIATE FOR READERS UNDER THE AGE OF 17. PLEASE KNOW I DO NOT CONDONE OR ENCOURAGE THIS SORT OF RELATIONSHIP IN ANY WAY. THIS WRITING IS STRICTLY MEANT FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY AND THE MALE LEAD BEARS NO LIKENESS TO THE REAL HARRY STYLES APART FROM APPEARANCE. WATCH THE TRAILER : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q_QBNxxHSTs This is not my story!!! I only post the story because the author deleted it from Tumblr and people want to read it on wattpad. Credits go to H28!

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