The Paid Friend (Harry Styles)

The Paid Friend (Harry Styles)

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"W-W-What are you doing?" I stutter as i could feel him cornering me in the wall, his green orbs blazing and dark. He smirked, just raising his hands on my body,slowly raising my t-shirt as his face came near mine. He went near my earlobe and nipped it, never letting me go. Oh well, fuck.
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"Stop being so innocent! It's boring." Harry mocked me. "And how am I supposed to do that?" All playfulness from his face has disappeared. "Let me teach you." At first, my thought was no. An immediate no. I've known Harry my whole life, this would be weird, but i'm tired of being mocked about my innocence. "Fine..." I whispered crossing my arms across my chest. My foot began tapping, a habit I picked up from my mother. "I'll do it, but you can't tell anyone." My finger pointing at him like a mother would do scolding a child. "No one has to know. Not a soul." He leaned further into me, forcefully gripping my hips pushing me against his bedroom wall.

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