Cold. (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

Cold. (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

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He catches my chin in his warm hand. "I bet...you want me to kiss you right now." "H-Harry...?" I wanted him to kiss me...I wanted his lips on mine. He lets go of my chin all of a sudden and turns away. "Don't think of me that way...ever again. We can't be."
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THIS IS NOT MY STORY!! It belongs to @han_rawrr on twitter. Please don't report me, I'm giving Hannah full credit. she's an amazing writter and I thought I could put it on Wattpad because she doesn't have it here. So I hope you enjoy it!! DISCLAIMER: THE MATERIAL IN THIS STORY IS INNAPROPREATE FOR READERS UNDER 17 PLEASE KNOW HANNAH DOES NOT CONDONE OR ENCORAGE THIS TYPE OF RELATIONSHIP IN ANY WAY. HER WRITTING IS STRICTLY FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY AND THE MALE LEAD BEARS NO LIKENESS TO THE REAL HARRY STYLES APPART FROM PHYSICAL APPEARENCE. "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 males 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 {Completed}

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