"Please, go out with me?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"I'm bad for you."
"I love you and I don't care if you're involved with shit. I am in love with you. I'm not giving up on you and I will try to fix you."
Harry Styles is the epitome of the perfect student. He has good grades, a kind personality, and supportive friends, Niall, Louis, Liam, and Zayn. His mum is the principal of Holmes Chapel Comprehensive School so he's well-taken care of in and outside of home and always nurtured with love. He's his mum's precious baby, especially since his older sister Gemma moved out for University. His mother can't bear the sight of Harry broken or even just feeling sad so she does her best to protect him and steer him away from any source of pain.
Selena Gomez is quite the opposite. Losing her parents in the fifth grade wasn't an easy ordeal for her; ever since then, she hasn't been the same happy child her parents wished her to be. She lives with her two older brothers, Tyler and Derek, their best friend Dylan, Tyler's girlfriend, Crystal, and Crystal's best friend, Holland--all sharing the mutual fact that their parents were killed by the same man. After years of a deep hunt, tensions of the past are finally resolved, but Selena isn't. During these years, she's grown cold and ignorant, often shutting herself out to everyone and relying on her only escape from the world: art. Her apperance grew darker and her actions, though are for good intentions, appear as crimes. She's been misjudged and always cast in a bad light, so no one really knows her except for her family.
Everyone's advised to stay away from the dark beauty who basically spells out trouble. But what if the most sheltered boy in town is truly, madly, deeply, in love with the most dangerous girl?
Love is not finding someone perfect; it's seeing someone imperfect perfectly.
Harry grins, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Exactly, baby. I want our next encounter to be somewhere more... interesting."
Louis chuckles, a mixture of surprise and curiosity evident in his expression. "And where, pray tell, do you have in mind?"
Harry leans in, his lips brushing against Louis' lips. "How about my bed?"
Louis pulls back, feigning shock. "Your bed? Seriously? Isn't that a bit forward, Mr. Styles?"
Harry smirks, his fingers tracing light patterns on Louis' thigh. "Oh, I just want to have you all to myself, love."
"You're awfully confident, aren't you?"
"I have every reason to be, considering you're irresistibly mine."
"Yeah. Fuck you, Harry."
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Problems. Restrictions. Obsession. Anger. Redemption. Taming.
Love?
Things get messed up, but back to normal. Messed up again....back to normal again?
Louis is only eighteen, and he dances and strips for money in an elite gentlemen's club. Sticks to his business and business only. His pureness attracts people.
Harry is a domineering, rich man, and he becomes the new owner of the club. And now he really wants to have this boy at any price, because Harry knows that everything can be bought. But Louis doesn't seem to reveal his price.
MATURE
MATURE
MATURE
MATURE
MATURE
*Don't comment on my story saying it's not for me or these themes are not for me. It's marked mature, you know what to expect.*