Cursed -Harry Styles- (+15)

Allison(Ali) is a 17 year old girl. Her and her mom move from Denmark to London, after her dad just died.


5. What are you doing?

I woke up early. I was terrified, I didn’t feel like going to school, neither did I want to ditch just because of Harry. I slowly stood up, and walked to my closet. I looked at my clothes, took out some jeans, but threw them back when I remembered what Harry had told me yesterday. Instead I took out a dark blue dress, and some black stilettos, I applied some make up and sighed. I picked up my bag, and walked down in the kitchen. There was a note on the kitchen table. It said: Hey honey. I’m gonna stay at work, I’ll be home when you sleep. I love you. Mom.

I sighed once again. I opened the fridge, took out a juice brick, drank it, and then walked to school.


“Ali!” I heard a voice call. I turned around to see a smiling Amy, coming towards me.

“Hey” I said when she hugged me.

“So what’s going on?” she asked, but we were cut off by the bell ringing.

“I tell you in math” I said, as we walked toward the math class.

 We both sat down, and Amy looked at me impatient.

“So?” she asked

“It’s Harry” I sighed. Her eyes narrowed.

“What have he done? I swear to god, if he touches you I’ll cut of his-” I fast cut her off.

“Noooooo! No need for that!” I laughed. Amy smiled, to tell me she was only joking.

I didn’t get to finish what I was saying, ‘cause then Mrs Lopez walked in.

“Take a seat everyone” she said.

All took a seat, and Mrs Lopez started to teach, then the door flung open, and Harry walked in.

“God! Him again!” I heard Amy complain.

Harry took the same seat as he had yesterday. Mrs Lopez went on; she acted like nothing had happened. I started to talk with Amy again.

Suddenly Mrs Lopez got tired. “Miss Mahdy, I’m tired of hearing your voice all the time, if you don’t find my lesson interesting, just go home” Mrs Lopez said, in a harsh tone.

“It was my fault” I said. I tried to help Amy.

Amy shook her head. “I take this one, but then you owe me one” she winked at me. I smiled and nodded. Amy stood up and walked out of the door.

I sighed.


Finally class ended. I looked at my phone, 3 new messages all from Amy. I smiled I didn’t want to reply right now, so I put it back in my bag, and looked around.

Holy. I was the only one here.

I took my bag, and walked out. The hall was empty. God, how should I find the drama class? This was only my second day, and I’m not some kind of computer. I started to go in one direction. Suddenly I felt someone, took my waist, and I was pulled into the girls bathroom. The person pushed me in one if the bays, and locked it behind us. I looked up.

“What do you want Styles?” I hissed. He smirked at me.

“Easy now doll” he pushed me up against the wall, and I could feel his hand on my thigh, moving further up.

“I like the fact, that you actually wear a dress” he chuckled. Then he pressed his lips against mine, and kissed me. It was rough, just like his personality. I tried to push him away from me, but fast gave up. He was way too strong.


While he kissed me, his hand moved away from thigh, and it rested on my waist. I didn’t do anything. I just stood there like a dead fish, while Harry, did whatever pleased him. Then he finally pulled away, and looked at me.

“You’re a tough one” I smiled a little at his own words. I just shrugged and attempt to walk out, but Harry stopped me.

“I’m not done yet. Just because you want kiss me, doesn’t mean I’m not getting you to do anything else” I gulped and Harry laughed a little. It wasn’t a nice or kind laugh. I couldn’t describe it, but it sure scared the shit out of me.

Harry took me by my waist, and sat me on the toilet seat. I looked at him, I was so confused.

Harry gave me a naughty smile, and opened up his belt. I started to panic.

“W-what are you d-doing?” I asked even though I already did know the answer.

Harry didn’t answer me; he just opened up his jeans. I looked the other way; I didn’t want to look at his dick.

Harry took one of my hands, and lay my hand on his cock. I pulled away and Harry chuckled.

“I want a blow job” Harry said.

“Then do it on yourself” I spat. I was still facing away from him.

“Oh c’mon love” Harry whispered, in a low seductive voice. That made me look up at his face and he smirked as I slowly, started to rub his cock with one of my hands.

Harry moaned. What the fuck was I doing? I should run away, not please him for god sake!

Harry’s moan went more loudly, as I started to rub harder and faster.

Damn! That fucking moans, turned me on!


I let my tongue out, and licked the tip of his dick. Harry moaned once again.

“Good girl” he said between the moans. I used the tip of my tongue to lick up and down, not a real blow job, I was just teasing.     

I looked up at Harry, his eyes were closed. Suddenly I stopped, and pulled away. I regretted what I’d just done. Harry slowly opened his eyes, and looked down at me.

“I didn’t tell you to stop” he said.

“I didn’t want to do anything in the first place” I snapped back.

Harry shook his head with a smile. He zipped his jeans, and we walked to the drama class together.


“Why are you coming now?” Mr Cash asked when we walked in.

“Well... I-I was... And then Harry was... Well...” I couldn’t find the real words. Mr Cash didn’t really look like he payed any attention.

“Well, I want you two, to study tighter tonight, I’ll give you a test tomorrow. Since you two were the last, anyone else already has a “study partner” Mr Cash said.

I opened my mouth to protest, but Harry cut me off.

“Sure Mr Cash, we’ll be together all night” Harry turned to look at me.

“You gonna spend all night, in my house. Or bed.” Harry winked at me. I gulped. All night?



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