Since When? (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Since When? (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

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Harry Styles
I can feel the trail of kisses that he has dragged down my neck and collarbone, and there are new ones appearing as he pulls my shirt off my shoulder. I can smell and taste the alcohol on his breath as he slams his mouth against mine roughly, shoving himself against me so hard that I fall against the brooms and mops propped up on the wall, knocking a few over. He doesn’t notice and just keeps sucking at my lips and skin, making it so it feels like he’s trying to swallow me whole. Only when he starts fumbling with the button at the top of my shorts do I pull away. This is one if many experiences I, Jenna Waystone, have had over the last six months since my breakup with Ryan. I just don’t know what’s gotten into me. Also one of the strange things is that, while all this has been happening, my brothers friend Harry has been coming over to the house more and more, and is even strangely, wait for it, been talking to me, like he CARES. Since when?
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It was all fun and games until our parents left. Out of the blue they just disappeared. 4 years later there was still no sign of them, no contact, nothing. I was helpless, I couldn't struggle, I couldn't scream. He came close to my face and kissed my cheeks, "You're mine now" I was sexually assaulted. If it wasn't for my two older brothers and their best friend, I wouldn't have got through it, I wouldn't have made it. Then our house gets broken into and there was something so familiar about the man who broke in. So we run. There was so much blood, it was seeping out, covering my hands, covering my stomach. Is this the beginning, of the end?

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