Impact (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

"What's your name?" He breathed into my ear this time, pushing my wrists together in one of his large hands. I persisted to ignore him. With his free hand he reached up to brush the hair away from my neck. I huffed, my chest rising and falling unsteadily. He was so close that I could feel the heat radiating from his body.

"If I tell you, will you stop?" I asked completely annoyed and somewhat afraid. "Maybe." He breathed into the space between my neck and my shoulder. He brushed his lips against my skin, sending an icy chill down my spine. My pulse heightened. "Oh you like that?" His raspy voice chuckled as he repeated the action. "N-no, I don't." I stuttered. "Stop lying to yourself." He stood up straight, peering down at me with his dark eyes.

"Shaye." I whispered. "What was that?" He moved his ear to my lips forcing me to repeat myself. "Shaye." I said, hopefully loud enough it would hurt at least a little. "See, now that wasn't so hard, was it?"