Fifty Shades of Styles

As the name suggests,you might have well guessed what this book is about.

Warning-Very high sexual content.Please read at your own risk.


13. Chapter 12

Bridget's Point Of View

I continued to kiss Niall.He just held onto me.Gosh!It feels so good!

We finally pulled away to breathe.He looked at me and smiled.

I smiled back."How about we go for a stroll?",he asked.


"Anywhere,as long as you're with me."

"Let's go for a long drive.",I said.

He stood still then smirked and grabbing my hand,we ran out the door.

"Can I drive?",I asked.

"You can?",he asked.Zayn and Gigi had taught me to drive.I didn't have a car but I knew that one day,I'll have mine.They let me drive theirs quite often.

I nodded, acknowledging Niall's question.

I started the engine and we were off.

"Let's talk about something.",he said.

"What shall we talk about?",I asked.

"Um,how about our hobbies?"

"Great!I'll start.",I said."I love watching TV,reading and playing tennis.Oh yes,swimming too."

"I love songwriting,tennis and yeah singing too.",he said.

"Have you written any songs?"

"I'm in the process of one.",he said.

Harry's Point of View

I'm getting so restless.A day without Bridget is so hard.I wonder what she's doing.

I looked around for my phone and called her.

1.......2.......3.......4........5 times I called her but she cut the call every time.What's wrong with her?

Bridget's Point Of View

Harry,what the fuck?Why is he calling me a hundred times.I'm driving and Niall and I are having so much fun.

We were strolling in a park when my phone rang again.

"I really think you should answer it this time.It may be important.",said Niall.

I answered the call and walked to some distance.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?",yelled Harry.

"Shut the fuck up.I'm out with a friend.What's wrong Harry?Tell me fast."

"Can I come over early tonight?"

"Harry,if you call me one more time and screw my date,I swear no sex tonight.",I said and slammed down the phone.

Niall and I continued to walked around the garden.We spoke about how the weather had been and our dreams too.Finally,at 7 he dropped me home.

"I love spending time with you.",he said.

"Me too."

We stared at each other,taking in each other's beauty.

"When can I see you again?",he asked."Tomorrow?"

I thought for a moment and then said,"Yeah,tomorrow sounds good."

He pulled me into a kiss.I wrapped my hands around his waist and he did the same .

"I love you.",he said,blushing.

"I love you too.",I said,pecked him on his nose and then went upstairs.


I stepped out of the shower when there was a knock on the door.Harry's here.I'm only in my lingerie and my robe upon it.

"Hey babe!Missed me?",he asked as he stood leaning onto the doorframe.

"Not really,I must say."

He came and wrapped his hands around my waist.

"Oh shit!That perfume.You just showered,didn't you?How about we do something in the shower today?"

"I'd rather prefer the bed,thank you very much."

"You know.",he continued,"I really don't like it when you talk to me sarcastically."

I just huffed.

He undressed and then pulled me near him."Let me undress you,baby.Let's get on with this.",he said and began with the routine.

"Harry,there's one thing I love about you."


"Your tattoos."
His body was completely tattooed.There was a huge butterfly on his chest,2 leaves on his stomach and a ship on one of his arms.Other than these,there were countless tattoos.

"I love your butterfly and the ship.It's so cool."

He said thanks and began to kiss me while thrusting.

He finally released and tucked in bed beside me."Good night,Bridget."

"Harry,can I ask you something?Could I please take a day off tomorrow?"

He was silent for a few seconds then he climbed upon me.

"Anything you want,baby.Now,can I cuddle you?",he asked.

"Okay,thanks.",I said and turned to face the window.

Harry wrapped his arms around me and pulled me towards his body.

I took my phone and sent Niall a message:-'I'm free tomorrow.Hope to you see.

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