Kiss My Bruises (Harry styles)

Kiss My Bruises (Harry styles)

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" Babe I love you so much " Harry said planting a kiss on my cheek. " I love you more " I said looking into his emerald green eyes. " Angel, I will never let anything hurt you " Harry said whispering into my ear. Something was hurting me though every weekend I suffer the pain. I couldn't tell Harry though. I felt so trapped, trapped inside my own cage. " Alright " Harry said lifting his head up. He looked so perfect in the moon light. " Yeah " I said trying to forget about what I was just thinking of. Today was Friday night. Tomorrow night I had to suffer the pain again. Harry noticed my bruises but, I just told him I fell down my stairs. I dont want Harry to get involved in this. Im affraid he will get killed and I wouldn't be able to live with myself if that happened.
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This is not my story. It was written by H28/Hannah. I am only posting it on here so I can read it while im on my phone cause its a whole lot easier. So if you do read it please give all the love for this amazayn story to her and not me cause I repet IT IS NOT MINE!!!!!! "I can tell you're going to be a challenge." He almost growled. "I like that." Harry smirked. He dipped his head, nudging mine to the side before I felt his lips press to the skin of my neck. The ends of his curly hair tickled at my cheek. Harry reluctantly released one of my arms so he could hold the back of my head, preventing me from escaping. I instantly placed my free hand on his chest in protest, attempting to push him away as I felt him harshly suck. "Harry." I begged. I fisted the front of his t shirt between my fingers; the sharp pain intensified as his teeth grazed the skin. His breathy laugh fanned over the area as I desperately struggled against the male's hold before he continued to draw blood to the surface. The sensation was somewhat eased with the attention of his soft lips. But Harry wouldn't allow me that comfort for long, nipping hungrily at my neck with his teeth. I gasped when his tongue licked over the newly sensitive skin, planting a few kisses. He blew over the sloppy wet spot, igniting a chill through my entirety. Harry stepped back smirking as I yanked my arm from his large hand. My fingers drifted up to my neck, sucking in a sharp breath when I dabbed over the sore spot. I whimpered in fright as he drew closer. "You're mine now." He spoke in a hushed tone.

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