Broken (Harry Styles FanFic)

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Part of me wanted to walk up to her and wrap her in my arms because as much as I hated her for making me feel this way; I also hated watching her cry. But the other part of me, the part that was build up with rage and pain, just wanted to walk away from all of this and never turn back.
I wasn't sure what part I wanted to listen to, so I just took a deep breathe trying to control my anger and took a few steps towards her. I tried my best not to hold her in my arms and whispered, “sometimes broken things can't be fixed, Monica.

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17. Chapter 16

AN: WARNING THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT!

MAY CAUSE EXTREME FEELS!! READ AT OWN RISK ;)

Chapter 16

“Hello,” I answered my phone with a groggy voice.

“Nicky,” a voice called my name. It was too early for me to even funcition and recognize whose voice it was.

“Uh yeah,” I answered, “who-”

“It's Liam. I just called to tell you that Harry turned up. I am not sure what happen to him and he won't tell us anything, but he is safe and mad as hell.” He said.

I forgot to call him and let him know that Harry was here. They must have been so worried. I should have at least called him to let him know even though Harry wouldn't want that. I don't understand what the big deal is. His friends care about him and they love him. He should be grateful for that.

“Oh Liam I am so sorry. I forgot to call you last night and tell you he was here.” I said.

“He was?” His voice showed confusion.

“Uh yea. He called me and asked if he could stay the night,” I said.

“Well that is odd because he just said he was at Kaya's.” He said.

“Oh well he left in the middle of the night without saying goodbye, may I add. Anyways I am glad he is safe. Tell him that I am not a hotel and sorry again for not letting you know,” I was angry now.

“Ok,” he said then hung up the call.

I laid on my back looking up at the ceiling. He went back to her. After getting attacked by her boyfriend and being here with me; he went back to her. My heart began to ache and I could feel the tears starting to build up in my eyes. I didn't want to cry. I shouldn't cry. It wasn't like Harry and I were even together anyways. There was no reason for me to feel this way, yet I couldn't help but feel this way.

I couldn't help but feel played with and betrayed. Here I am lying in my bed thinking about him while he is rolling around some other girls bed sheets. I couldn't help but feel this aching feeling in my heart. How could I have been so foolish to think that maybe Harry and I had something. The saddest part out of all of this is that I was well aware of Harry and his ways.

I let out a frustrated sigh, then stood up to go in the shower. It was still too early to even be awake, but now that I was awake and my head was roaming around with all of these thoughts of Harry, there was no way I would be able to go back to sleep.

I stood in front of the mirror examining myself. My blonde hair had lost it's shine and I had bags under my eyes. No wonder Harry left last night. I looked absolutely hideous.

I splashed some water on my face trying to stop thinking about Harry. Why was he constantly on my mind. I should be hating him. He has been nothing, but rude since i've met him.

I stripped off my clothes then stepped in the shower hoping that the warm water would wash away all thoughts of Harry. I began to wash my hair closing my eyes ad trying to relax. The water felt nice as it washed away the shampoo from my hair. It was relaxing to just be here on my own and having all the troubles be washed off by the water.

As I begin to wash my body I heard a noise coming from outside of the bathroom. There was someone in my room. I quickly washed off and turned off the shower head. I stepped out of the shower carefully stepping on the mat so that I wouldn't slip. I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my soaked body. I began to hear some more noises again.

I opened the bathroom door and stepped out to my bedroom. Looking around the room I found someone laying in my bed. They were covered up with the blankets on my bed. Hoping that it was my dad playing some joke on me; I began to walk towards my bed. I stood at the feet of the bed and pulled the covers off to reveal the mysterious person in my bed.

“Harry!” I yelled.

“Hello there Nico,” he said while crossing his legs and bringing his arms behind his head. He smirked eying me from head to toe.

I looked down at myself and realized I was naked and wrapped in a towel.

“What the hell are you doing,” I yelled.

“I came to see you,” he said sitting up from the bed.

I rolled my eyes then turned on my heel to walk back into the bathroom. I had to get some clothes on. I threw on some underwear and a t shirt. I looked around the bathroom trying to find my sweats, but then I remember I left them out on my bed. I groaned then stood by the bathroom door.

“Harry,” I yelled.

“Yea,” I heard his muffled voice through the bathroom door.

“I am going to come out, but do you mind closing your eyes,” I said.

“I can't promise that,” he said and I swear I could see him smirking.

I groaned and rolled my eyes, “well then can you bring me my sweat pants to the door. I left them out on my bed.”

I heard him laugh and all I could feel was my cheeks warm up.

“No I can't do that. You are going to have to come out and get them yourself,” he said.

I stomped my foot like a little kid would and yelled, “Harry!”

All that could be heard from the other side of the door was a muffled laugh slowly fading. Maybe he left.

I groaned then slowly opened the door. I stepped out of the bathroom with my eyes closed afraid that maybe I would find him there staring back at me. I stood outside in my bedroom and took a deep breathe before slowly opening my eyes. There he was standing by bed holding my sweatpants in his hand and here I was wearing nothing but my underwear and a tshirt. The saddest part was that my t shirt was not even long enough to hide my panties.

“Wow. Not bad Nico. Not bad at all,” he said as his eyes roamed up and down my body.

“Give them to me Harry,” I demanded.

He rose an eyes brow then crossed his arms across his chest, “I think you should come and get them Nico.”

He wanted me to walk across the room and grab them from him? Was he insane I didn't even want to come out of the bathroom dressed like this.

“Harry,” I whined.

“Nico,” he mimicked me.

I rolled my eyes annoyance flowing through. Taking slow steps towards him I began to curse silently. I can't believe he was making me do this. He held out my sweatpants in his hand taunting me. Almost like luring in a dog with a bone. I kept pulling my shirt down trying to hide myself, but it was no use the tshirt was just not long enough.

When I reached him he brought the sweatpants right above his head and said, “Now reach up to get them.”

I looked into his eyes taking my lip between my teeth. He looked absolutely beautiful and I had to fight back the urge to bring my lips to his. I took in a deep breath then reached up to grabbed my sweats; his tall figure making it hard to grab a hold of them. My fingers brushed the fabric of my sweats and I pointed my tip toes reaching up to try and grab them. I felt my shirt rise up as I stretched up to grab them and I couldn't do anything to bring it down. Just when I thought I had a hold of the sweats Harry snatched them tossing them across the room as his other hand wrapped around my waist and pulled my against his chest.

I squealed bringing my hands against his chest. My eyes met his and our lips were inches away from touching. My heart began to pound against my chest making it hard to concentrate. I wanted to speak, but I was too hypnotized by the proximity of our bodies. His chest has pressed up against mine and I could feel his hot breathe against me.

His free hand began to roam down my back making my breathing increase. It was getting closer and closer to my bottom and as he got closer my heart skipped a beat with every movement of his hand. He rested his hand there on my bottom and I could feel his touch through my laced underwear.

He leaned in lightly brushing his lips against mine, “I want to fuck you so bad,” he whispered.

“What,” I whispered back.

He ignored me then covered my lips with his. I responded to the kiss moving my lips against his. His tongue moved in my mouth letting me taste his sweet kiss. I felt his hand grab onto my bottom squeezing it gently. I moaned against his kiss and then brought my hands up behind his neck. My fingers ran up his messy curls entwining them between my fingers. His teeth grazed my bottom lip and I tugged onto his curls making him let out a low grunt. His chest rumbled and I could feel the vibration of it against my chest.

Without letting hold of me and without breaking our kiss he walked forward, then stopped when the back of my legs hit the bed. He carefully directed me onto the bed, then breaking our kiss he laid me down onto it. I looked up at him as he hovered above me and wondered if I would I actually go through with this. Not giving me enough to think about it; Harry took his shirt off revealing his perfect body and through his shirt across the room. I gasped at the sight of him. He was so angel like.

He hovered over me supporting his weight with his hands on either side of me. With his knee he spread my legs apart placing one of his legs between them while the other was placed besides my right leg. He brought his lips down onto mine; his curls creating a curtain over us. I placed a hand on his chest feeling his heartbeat as his lips moved with mine. Then my hand roamed down his chest and stopped when it found that imperfection I somehow grown found of.

Harry broke the kiss as he felt my hand play with his extra nipple. He stared at me confused. I smiled then took my free hand behind his head pulling him down so that his lips were back on mine. My left leg was bent up as my right leg laid straight between Harry's legs. I felt one of his hands run down my bottom then up my thigh and back down to my bottom. He slipped his hand underneath my tshirt then began to tug it upwards. We broke the kiss and I helped him take off my shirt. We through it across the room and he placed his lips onto my jawline. He grazed his teeth along my jawline then brought kisses onto my neck. A moan escaped my lips and I felt him smirk along my skin.

The kisses continued to slowly trail down my neck as he slipped a hand beneath me and in one swift move he unclasped my bra. I gasped and closed my eyes enjoying the touch of his lips against my skin. He trailed the kisses down my neck and onto my chest grazing his teeth along the surface of my breast then continued to lower the kisses down my body. My chest kept rising and falling increasing in speed as his kisses followed down to my pubic bone. He grazed his teeth along my pubic, then lightly brought his lips upon it making me moan out his name. I felt him smile against my skin and then he moved onto my thigh teasing me by trailing kisses up and down into the entry where it met my pussy.

Suddenly, his cold fingers brushed over my laced panties along my slit making me gasp and bite down my bottom lip. I could feel my skin scorching with pleasure where ever he touched. His long fingers slowly pulled down on my panties leaving me completely naked in front of him. He moved his body up and his lips met mine while his hand moved freely between us teasing one of my nipples. I let out a soft moan against his lips and then he let my nipple free moving his hand down my body. His long finger slipped between my legs as his lips moved against mine and he began to move his fingers in circular motions against my clit. I let out a couple moans against his lips bringing my hands up to his curls tugging onto them. My hips jerked upwards and I could feel his erection on my leg through his boxers. I tugged onto his hair once more and he let out a low moan against my lips before grazing his teeth onto my bottom lip and lightly biting down on it.

I was completely lost and wasn't thinking of anything at all. All thoughts of Harry earlier were gone and were replaced by all this pleasure he was causing.

He quickly reached down to grab a little packed and I looked over at him as he rolled the condom onto his prominent size. He quickly came back to me spreading my legs apart. His eyes met mine and I smiled at him giving him the go. He slowly moved inside me making me gasp. I closed my eyes taking in the feel of him inside of me. His lips covered my mouth moving in sync as he thrusted slowly into me. I moaned against our kiss and he thrust his hips into me once more. A rush of pleasure flowed through my body making my blood boil with lust. His thrusts then grew there pace and became a bit more rough, but with every thrust I felt pleasure rush through my body. It took over my body making me forget everything and everyone. All that was there was Harry, me, and that amazing feeling I was getting as he moved against me.

My lips parted slightly letting out a small cry as I felt Harry thrust deeply inside me.

“Harry,” his named slipped out of my lips, “i'm close.”

He smiled then said, “Let go, Nico.”

And as he thrusted his hips against me a couple more times I felt myself come undone underneath him; feeling him follow right after me. He then pulled out of me leaving me panting and gasping for air. My chest rose and fell quickly as I tried to recover and pull myself together. Harry pulled off the condom and I watched him as he tossed it on the trash can next to my bed. I closed my eyes resting and all thoughts of how wrong this was flowed in my head.

I felt Harry lay down next to me and he through the duvet that laid on the bed over me. Without opening my eyes I pulled it up to cover my body. I could feel Harry's eyes on me and I didn't want to open them to check if he was staring.

“What the hell did I just do,” I said.

I felt his touch caressing my cheek and I opened my eyes to look at him. He didn't say anything. He just stared at me cupping my face with his hand as his thumb caressed my cheek.

“Harry,” I spoke, “this is wrong.”

“Why,” he asked his deep voice filling my ears.

“You can't just come in her and do this when I so clearly know that you will be running off after another girl and fucking her. I told you Harry I am no bodies one night stand. This isn't me,” I was raising my voice and was mad at him and myself now.

He sighed not saying anything for a while, but then spoke, “For some reason I can't get you out of my head Nico and I thought if I slept with you then that maybe it'll just go away.”

I couldn't help but feel even more mad and sad because all he did was play me. He just wanted to sleep with me to forget about me.

“Did it work,” I asked my voice cracking.

“Not quite. I don't know about you, but I haven't had sex that great in...well never,” he said.

I blushed then turned to look up at the ceiling.

“So then what are you saying Harold,” I asked.

“Well I don't want a relationship if that is what you are asking, but I would like to do this again, Nico.” He said.

I looked over at him squinting my eyes, “are you suggestion that i'd be your sex buddy?”

He smiled then said, “What do you say?”

I wasn't sure what to answer. I wasn't even sure if I should answer. I was still high on Harry sex and if I answered now, then I might regret it later.

 

“I'll think about it,” I answered. 

 

A/N: Thank you all for reading so far. Please let me know what you think.

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