A slip in the Rain

A slip in the Rain

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Aug 20, 2015
"So wait, hold on." I put my hands on the counter and look at Lillian and Sarah. "You." I point at Lillian. "Are close with Harry Styles." I say it as a statement because it is true. I don't know for sure they are dating but they minus well be. "You." I turn to Sarah once Lillian nods her head. "Are hanging out and changing Zayn Malik." She nods her head. For some reason I point at myself. "And I am dating Louis Tomlinson." I take a deep breath when I see Lillian's and Sarah's smiles. "Guys." I say quietly for dramatic effect. "We are the ultimate fangirls living the dream." "Well there you guys are." Harry voice breaks out. I freeze. I look at the ladies. "This update session will have to continue later." I look at Louis and see his smiling eyes. "We are going on a date with One Direction."
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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 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 in 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 skin 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 me entirely. 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. THIS IS NOT MY WORK! ALL CREDIT GOES TO ORIGINAL WRITER: @H28

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