Unlucky In Love

"Sells love to another man, it's too cold outside, for angels to fly"
Harley Normand was paid to be the girlfriend of the one and only Ed Sheeran. He is told he can do anything he likes with her, just as long as she's paid. But what happens when Ed's best friend, Harry Styles, enters her life and tries to help this angel find a way out?...


3. Chapter 2 *Mature Content*

"What's your name?" he asked. "Harley," I answered. "Pretty name for a pretty girl," he kissed my cheek. I blushed. He sure is cute. "So are you ready?" he smirked. "Ready for what?" I laughed. "Well they said I could do anything I wanted with you. So come on," he grabbed my hand and led me down the narrow hallway. 
        "What are you doing?" I became frightened. "I'm gonna make you feel real good baby," he scoffed. "You don't mean um, sex, do you?" I started to pull away. "What's wrong if I did?" "I was waiting until marriage," I gulped. "Not anymore," he grabbed me and tossed me onto a bed. "No Ed, please don't. Please," I begged. "Who told you to speak?" he climbed over me. "You can't be like this. I loved you. You were my celebrity crush," I tried to push him away but he was too strong. "Kiss me," he ordered. I shook my head. "Now. Kiss me like you wanna be loved," he repeated a line from one of my favorite songs. "Will you hurt me?" "Never. Now kiss me. I'll be gentle. I won't have sex, I'll make love," he locked his pinkie with mine, making a promise. 
                   And for some stupid reason, I leaned up, and kissed him softly. "Good girl. You're very very beautiful," he caressed my cheek. "How can you make love if you just met me?" "I already know," he unbuttoned my blouse. I slid out of it and looked into his blue eyes. "Take off my shirt," he instructed. I nervously unbuttoned it and tossed it to the side, revealing all of the many tattoos. "Okay now off with these," he slipped my pants off me. I slid his pants off and left them at the end of the bed. "Kiss me like you wanna be loved, like you wanna be loved, like you wanna be loved. This feels like fallin in love. Fallin in love," he sang as he kissed me gently. I smiled. He was actually okay. "That's a pretty smile," Ed kissed my cheek. "Thanks," I blushed. "Did I make you smile like that?" he smirked. I nodded. 
                  Suddenly, he ripped my underwear off and threw off his boxers. "I don't know if I'm ready," I whispered. He ignored me and yanked off my bra. Soothing his fingers against my breast, he thrust into me. I cried out in pain as he thrust faster. His hands held onto the headboard. He wasn't even looking at me. This wasn't love, this was just sex. He is using me as a sex toy. The pain becomes greater as he speeds up. "Ed, you promised!" I yelped. "I lied," he grits his teeth as he releases the warm liquid into the condom. He collapses beside me and breathes heavily. I sob silently and turn the other way. "Tell anyone, and you will be punished".


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