Caught in his spell. -A Harry Styles fanfic-

"You are so full of it!" I yelled at him, the red started to cover my face.
He held my hand, and looked up to me, "I'm not. I just want to help you."
My redness cooled down, and I starred at him, "Prove it." and with that his cold lips pressed against my warm pink lips.

And that, was Harry Styles. The side of him that he only showed to me, otherwise... he's the wealthy, violent, bad ass, charming, green eyed jerk you could ever know. He'd kick your ass. Harry might be dangerous, I might get into danger, but there's no way out anymore, I'm caught in his spell.