A Harry Styles fanfic, look away while you can. Preview ~~ His hand pushes his soft, fluffy hair out of his face as he stares at me with such intensity that makes me take a step back. "Fuck you, just stop talking..just stop! " he screeches causing the vein on his neck to protrude out. He's over-reacting. "I don't understand why you're so upset, it's not a big deal-" I mutter with a roll of my eyes before he interrupts "I said stop! I don't want to hear you speaking right now!" his volume keeps increasing as he slaps his hands onto his ears. I take a step closer and try to calm him down by whispering "Just talk to me Harry, tell me why you're so upset-" And before I could finish he crashed his lips against mine and grabbed my hips vigorously. ~~ Meep Morp Zeet