It's Where My Demons Hide (Harry Styles Fanfic)

"I have my demons. We all do. They'll come out sooner or later and now you've seen if you're gonna go, go!" Harry said in a bitter tone as he sat on the couch with his head in his hands. Did he really want to dismantle everything we have together? Just when I was about to open up to him, before I knew who he really was, he's giving up on us. I stood up and held in my tears. "No, I'm not going anywhere. I can help you fight your demons. WE can fight them with love, by saying there is a tomorrow. We can fight them by demanding people care. We can fight them with resilience. We are all broken and being vulnerable is scary and hard. We hide our demons. We hide things that don’t need to be hidden." I grabbed Harry's hand and held it tightly as his tears fell from his eyes. "Just let me help..." I pleaded as tears fell from my eyes as well. Harry looked down at me and I saw the goodness inside him.
If hate can love, then what is evil? He can love...


5. Too Close to Danger

I squealed and Harry's hand covered my mouth. I tried removing it, but his grip became tighter around me and my mouth. Harry locked the door and took me back into the room.


I was so scared and I didn't know what he was going to do to me.


He threw me back on the bed and stared at me. He folded his arms over his chest. "Where were you going to go?" he asked. I didn't say anything as I felt a panic attack come on and my anxiety build up. "Harry...I..." I became shaky and I felt myself form tears in my eyes. "I wanna go home! Please! Let me go home!" I broke down and he sighed.


He sat down by me on the bed and looked at me. "For some reason, I'm afraid to let you out of my sight." he said in a soft tone. "Why?" I asked hysterically. "You don't even know me, Harry!" Harry shrugged and stroked the back of my hand that was on the bed by my side. I looked up and Harry half smirked at me. He started wiping my tears away with his thumb. "You're scared. I can tell." he said and then he moved the hair in my face behind my ear and leaned into me.


I didn't know what to do until his lips crushed into mine and I gasped into his mouth. This is like the second or third time he's kissed me already, but this time, I didn't want to stop him. I let him continue to run his fingers through my hair. I let his hands wander wherever they so pleased. I was enjoying it.


Harry's tongue entered my mouth and I let it...


I let it?


Why was I letting him have his way with me? This guy disgusted me, I was terrified of him, but I had this new feeling and I want him.


Before I knew it, I was on my back and Harry was above me. My arms wrapped around his neck as his lips were on mine. I felt myself become a little moist, but big deal. That necessarily mean I want Harry...I mean, I did, but maybe that's just what my heart was saying...I know my head wasn't saying anything, because otherwise, this wouldn't be happening! 


Harry wouldn't be on top of me kissing my neck and feeling me up.


Harry lifted up his white v neck I was wearing and played with my breasts. I let out a small moan as he rubbed lightly over my nipple and parted his lips. "You're boobs are perfect. They aren't too big, but they aren't too small." I gasped as his mouth wrapped around them and his tongue massaged my nipple. I closed my eyes and I moaned and bit my bottom lip and giggled a bit. Harry looked up and smiled, he then continued to suck as I giggled some more. Harry then again, looked up and smiled again. "Is this your first time doing anything?" I opened my eyes and leaned up. "What would you say if I said yes?" He didn't say anything. He smirked and then went down more.


Harry took off his sweat pants I had on and I wiggled out of them and my panties. "Then wait until you feel this." I watched Harry's mouth become closer to my lower area and then felt his warm tongue smash into me. I moaned out loud as I felt it and tilted my head back as I was resting on my elbows.


Harry's long arms came up and grabbed my breasts and squeezed it hard. I looked back down at him and saw him looking up at me with his green eyes as his tongue still began to wiggle. I grabbed his curls and moaned and then tugged at them. "God, Harry!" I groaned tilting my head back again. I felt his hands grab my waist and pull me closer to him as he got deeper and I got louder feeling his tongue fuck me deeper and deeper by the second. "Oh my god, Harry!" I screamed. Harry pulled back. "Scream my name, Rene'e!  Let my neighbors hear your sexy moans and screams!" His tongue filled me up again as my fingers tugged at his hair.


My orgasm was about to hit and Harry went faster and faster. "Oh shit!" I said weakly and then breathed heavily. My walls tightened  around Harry's tongue and my stomach started twitching and my body was now fucking Harry's tongue.


Harry began slurping and lick me all around my area. "Your cum is so good!" he said licking his lips. I laid still panting as Harry came up and kissed me and pulled back smirking. "Want me to do more?" he asked. "Actually..." I leaned up and looked up at him. He pressed his forehead to mine and smiled as he pecked my lips again. "I'm actually really tired. I better get sleep if I have school tomorrow. If I don't, I will let you do more to me tomorrow."


What did I say? Why did I say that? I wanted him to do more to me!


Harry nodded and smiled and laid beside me. I narrowed my eyes at him as he patted the spot next to him and motioned me to sleep next to him. 


I laid down and his arms wrapped around me. Danger was now holding onto me and I was sleeping next to it? What could be more scary than that?


Harry kissed the top of my head and I closed my eyes to get some sleep. "Rene'e?" I heard him say. I opened my eyes and looked at his bare chest. "Yeah?"


There was no sound for a few seconds and I was wondering why he wasn't saying anything. I looked up at him and he was smiling. "Do you like to hurt?" he asked. I didn't know what to say to that, because no one asks anyone that kind of question to some one.


I shrugged. "Why?" Harry grabbed my hand and his green eyes looked at are intertwined fingers. "Love is an excuse to get hurt." he replied with a wicked smile.


It kind of scared me hearing him say that, but the smile...


I looked down at our fingers, too. My fingers fit perfectly between his. My hands were so much smaller than his. I looked back up at him and watched his curls fall in front of his beautiful face. He looked back at me and I gulped.


"Then hurt me." I replied.

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