I Don't Like You (Harry Styles Fanfic)

"Get a clue you douche, i'm not into you! Leave me alone!" I snapped cruelly.
He shook his head in frustration. "I don't get why you don't like me..."
I sighed angrily. "I dont even know you!"
"How could you not know me?"
"Am I supposed to know you?"
"Yes! I'm Harry Styles! I'm famous!" he yelled, moving closer to my face.
"Well guess what pretty boy, I don't give a shit," I spat, turning my back to him and walking away.
"What the hell, come back! We need to settle this!" he called after me.
"Dude, leave me alone!"
"Why aren't you like the other girls? Just give in and say that you like me!"
I stopped walking and turned to face him.
"You're pathetic Harry Styles, and I pity the girls that apparently die over the thought of you. Reality check, you're the ugliest man in the world for being this conceited, and I'd be suprised if any girl was stupid enough to date you."
I smiled as I walked away with his mouth hanging wide open.
Douche bag...


11. Chapter 11-Harry's POV

Harry's POV

I couldn't take it any longer . I needed to know how it felt to... love her.

And I didn't mean to get so angry. I barely even remember us arguing. The last thing I remember was kissing her. Her lips were soft and plump against mine... I couldn't stop myself. 

I don't have control over things like that.

She was a virgin, too, which made it even better. I knew now that she didn't sleep around like most of the girls I've met.

That's another thing added to her personality ; she's trustworthy.

When I grasped her waist, it felt like I was touching silk. Her innocence was spread out among entire body and I couldn't help but take the time to feel every inch of her with my hands.

Her hair was soft and the smell drove me insane as I kissed her neck forcefully. 

She squirmed and squealed, but I blocked out all of her sounds. 


"Stop Harry! I don't want to do this!" she cried. I couldn't stop. She was mine now.


"H-Harry, please don't do this... look at me," she pleaded with begging eyes.

I held her small wrists above her head with one of my hands, and started pulling down her underwear with the other.

"You can change, you don't have to do this!"

I smashed my lips onto hers once more, before I did it to her.

Tears fell down her beautiful face as she screamed out loudly.


She felt too good. I couldn't control myself. I loved her too much. I wanted her too much.

Sarafina sobbed when I was finished. I laid on top of her, trying to catch my breath.

"I-I'm so sorry," I whispered while kissing her forehead.

"GET OFF OF ME!" she screamed. "GET OFF OF ME AND GET OUT!"

I let her escape from under me and watched as she rolled onto the floor, attempting to get up.

She winced and bent over. Probably from the pain. 


She cried harder,"Why did you hurt me?"

I felt a tear rush down my cheek when I heard those words come out of her precious mouth, and stood up quickly as she ran to her room and locked the door.

I tried pushing the door open, but of course, it didn't budge.

"Sarafina sweetheart, we need to talk about this, please come out," I begged her while crying myself.

I knew that I was a monster.

But she was in pain. I felt her pain like a knife in my back.


This never happens. Usually, I trick a girl that I want into thinking that I care... I have sex with them, and then I leave. Even if they're crying or not.

Sarafina is different though.



This is the 37th time I've done this... maybe it is time for a change.




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