Fifty Styles Of Grey

Fifty Styles Of Grey

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Harry Styles
He seemed composed, if you didn't look too close. But I could see past his facade. His emotions were like any other man, except they doubled in intensity. He was best described as a caged beast, guilty of disgraceful thoughts, hiding the biggest of secrets, and rarely was his appetite fed. The way he peered at me, was how I assumed a predator would eagerly study its' prey. It was this that told me, Harry Styles-Grey, did not give up easily. And I didn't say I wanted him to. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Many perceive the color grey just that, grey. All you need is a little imagination, and that grey could become a lot more. Looking at many people with different colorful or colorless personalities, one girl who can easily figure everyone else out, ends up meeting a 'color' she hasn't yet met before in person. Harry Edward Styles, a 'Grey' in both name, and nature. (A Harry Styles A.U. based off of '50 Shades Of Grey' by E.L. James.) *Reader Insert*
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* * * * * * 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********

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