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Behind Castle Walls ( Harry Styles fanfiction)

Behind Castle Walls ( Harry Styles fanfiction)

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Oct 24, 2017
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Harry Styles
"You like me. Don't you?" I smirk at him. "Nonsense." He shakes his head but he knows its true. "No you do. Since day one you didn't give a single fuck about me, but now you can't live without me.Why would you come all this way if you didn't like me?" "Okay so maybe I care for you! But that dose not mean I'm madly in love with you!" His veins pop out of his neck, as he yells at me. Oh he's pissed. "I've never said you loved me Harry." My smirk grows wider. "Are you in love with me Harry?"
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"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. 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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