***Harry’s POV*** WARNING: some small smut. Do I even need to put that now it’s been rated R??? hmmm
I wiped the sweat off my brow as I stood at the kitchen bench, reading the list of jobs. There were 101, and yes I counted. What was I up to? 67, and it wasn’t almost time for Louis and Zayn to be back. Most of the jobs would’ve been easy if the house wasn’t so friggen big! I mean come on! Who needs a bathroom for every bedroom, of which there are 7. SEVEN! Zayn doesn’t seem like the kind of guy to have many friends, so why does he need that many bedrooms? I looked at the list again, to see what I had to do next. ‘Bake a Cake. Make it so it’s ready for when we get home. Caramel.’ Stupid prick.
I walked over to the pantry and was looking for the ingredients, when the front door open. I looked at the clock, they were early! Crap it’s fucking Tuesday. School is let out early on Tuesdays. I sighed and kept looking for he ingredients. I was bent over grabbing the self raising flour, when someone slapped my ass. I yelped and stood upright, forgetting that there was a shelf above me. I winced in pain, as my head began to throb. I heard a chuckle behind me, and I turned to see who had violated me. Zayn, with that perfect quiff, perfect skin, perfect eyes, fuck! Just everything about him was perfect, but I knew that underneath, was a hideous beast. One that couldn’t be tamed. He smirked at me, knowing that I hadn’t even come close to finishing the list. I stormed past him and put the ingredients onto the bench. He came up behind me and pinned me to the bench, his chest pressed up against my back. He leant into my face, and I could feel his breath on my neck.
“You didn’t finish the list.” He stated. His voice was low and husky. This could only mean one thing. He was extremely turned on. Something must’ve happened at school, and he thought that now would be a good time to let loose. I turned around to face him, our faces only inches apart.
“So what if I didn’t.” I whispered. His eyes narrowed, and he smirked.
“I told you there was to be punishment.” I moved closer to him, so that my breath was now on his lips.
“So punish me.” He smirked and closed the gap between us, smashing his lips onto mine. He forced his way into my mouth, not that I gave much of a fight. What I didn’t expect was him pulling away and ripping my shirt open. I openly gaped at him and he chuckled.
“Strip.” My mouth opened wider, if that was even possible. “I said, STRIP!” He yelled. I flinched, but started to undress myself all the same. This reminds me of when I worked at the strip club. SHIT! They must be friggen pissed! Not worried, cause they can always replace me. I’m not the only curly-haired, green-eyed teenager in the world. Once I was completely naked, I turned to face Zayn with all my pride and confidence, lol jokes I was fucking terrified. He smirked when he saw me, and I felt violated again when he raked his eyes up and down my body. I blushed, hard, when he started to walk towards me and he chuckled. “Don’t worry babe, you get to wear this!” He pulled something out of a draw, and I gaped at him. It was a fucking apron.
“You can’t be serious.”
“Yep.” He smirked. “I am. Put it on, and bake my cake.” I stared at him a bit longer, and glared at him while I put it on.
“Fucking jerk.” I mumbled.
“I heard that!” Now it was my time to smirk. So I made the cake with my bare bum facing Zayn, and I swear he didn’t leave his spot from behind me once. Pervert. I finished baking the cake and I brought it over to him. He looked at it, took it from me, and placed it beside him. I frowned at this. He didn’t even want it! “You knowww,” He drawled. “You look sexy in that apron, and I had a bit of a hard time controlling myself.” He stood up from his chair, and pulled me close to him by my hips. He bent his head towards my ear and whispered, “But I bet you look better with it off.” He sat back down in his chair, pulling me on top of him, and I could already feel that he was hard. I gulped. “By the way Harry, your punishment isn’t over yet. You still have to put on a show for me.”
I sighed and got off his lap. I thought back to all the times I had done this for countless of men, aside from the fact that none of them were remotely attractive, and Zayn was definitely attractive. Very much so. He looked at me confused, until I started to undo the tie from around my back, at which realisation flickered across his face, until it was replaced by his trademark smirk, as he settled into his chair. Here goes nothing. I made my mind go blank like so many times before, and took of the apron with sexy movements. I saw Zayn lick his lips, and then bite them once I was fully naked. I strutted towards him and climbed on top of him. “You ready for a show?” I purred. All he could do was nod, and I smirked at him. “I’m gonna pound into you so hard that you can’t walk for a week.” My voice was husky and low, making it sound sexy. He visibly gulped, so I pressed a kiss to his adam’s apple, and he moaned. “I’m gonna make you scream so loud, that you’re gonna lose your voice for days.” He whimpered as I kissed down his neck and then across his jawline. “And I’m gonna make you want me so much, that I’ll haunt your dreams, forever.” I then started to swivel my hips making him moan and groan in pleasure.
He reached down to touch me, and I quickly pulled them away. “Nuh uh, not so fast. No touching.” He groaned at those words and I pulled his shirt off in one quick movement. I bent my head down quickly and sucked at one of his nipples, instantly making them harden. He moaned as I moved on to the next one, his arms trying to break free from my grip. I moved back up to kiss him, and I shoved my tongue in his mouth, not even asking for permission. All the while I was grounding my naked crotch into his clothed one.
“Please… Harry… SHIIIIIT… Please.” I smirked as he begged for me to do something, anything, but I kept my composure and continued to grind my hips. It was when he started to buck his hips that I did something. I shoved my hands down his pants, and started to palm him. I could already feel his pre-cum leaking onto my hand. “Oh God Harrrrryy.” He moaned. I started to unbuckle his pants and before he knew it, he was naked and my mouth was on his erection. “WHOLLY FUCK!” I hummed in amusement, knowing that it would drive him crazy. He started to squirm and try and reach down to me, so I pulled away.
“Uh uh, beg for it.” He looked at me in exasperation as he was trying to get his breath back. “I said. BEG.” I took that moment to squeeze his dick, making him moan the sexiest, throatiest groan I have heard. And if I wasn’t already turned on before, I was now.
“Please. Harry. Just fuck me already!” I gave in to his requests, only because I wanted it now, just as much as him. I aligned myself up, with no condom, lube or preparation.
“I know this is meant to be my punishment, but you kind of owe me.” I slammed into him, all the way in one go, making him scream out in pain. Not waiting for him to adjust, I pulled out and slammed back in harder. Soon his screams of pain turned into screams of pleasure, begging me to go harder. He was like a friggen sex machine! We were just getting really into it when Louis decided that this was a good time to walk through the door. I mean, how rude is that. Clearly he would’ve been able to here us. Mind you, we were in the middle of the kitchen, and it is his house… I quickly pulled out and put the apron in front of me, leaving Zayn sitting there with his erection exposed to the world. “Perfect timing Louis. I think I’ll just be leaving then.” I said as I slowly made my way towards the basement, grabbing my clothes along the way.
As I walked (very quickly) towards the basement, I could here Louis and Zayn arguing. I was too far away to make out what they were saying, but I’m pretty sure it had something to do with me. Just a guess though, but I’m quite convinced that I was right, as Louis came storming down the steps towards me. He stopped right in front of me, and I swear I could almost see smoke coming out his ears.
“What the fuck was that.” He more or less stated. I don’t think he really wanted an answer, he could clearly see what that was, but I answered him anyways.
“Well… it started off being Zayn punishing me cause I didn’t finish the list, but then I ended up punishing him for taking me like that, and he was just so horny I just couldn’t…”
“Okay I get it!!” He shouted covering his ears, cause he had already seen enough. “But seriously! In the kitchen?”
“Yeah, sorry about that. He just wanted it right there on the flo…”
“OKAY OKAY OKAY!!” He screamed rushing out the door. Well that’s one way to get rid of him… Not that I didn’t like him being around, which I did, I just wanted some alone time. I wandered around the basement for a bit, just taking a look at different things, eventually getting bored. I had already seen the rest of the house today, and it was fricken awesome. I decided to catch up on some sleep, and just as I was drifting off, Zayn came storming into the room. Jeez these people need to lighten up. He stood right in front of me, and stared at me till I began to feel uncomfortable.
“Get. Up.” He said through gritted teeth. I hastily stood up, not wanting to mess with him right now. He looked like he was gonna explode any second. I stood there waiting patiently for him to say something more, but I was not prepared for what happened next. He swung his arm in an upper cut before I had time to react. I screamed in pain, and fell backwards onto the bed. Tears sprung to my eyes, and I held onto my jaw. That was going to bruise, but I wasn’t sure if it was fractured or not. I looked back up at him with hatred all over my face, and cringed back when he advanced on me. For the second time in 5 minutes, he surprised me. He climbed onto my lap and started to place tender kisses up and down my jaw line, almost like he was trying to remove the bruise that had already started to form. “I’m so sorry baby.” He said in between kisses. I just sat there stunned. Was this guy bipolar or what? “I just had a terrible day at school. Niall came in glowing and wearing Liam’s clothes. I heard rumors, and I want them to end.” He pulled back and looked me in the eye. “I have a job for you, it’s a bit like a mission but whatever. I want you to go back to school, and split Liam and Niall up. It’s obvious that you love blondie, and I have a feeling that Liam has a little crush on Louis.”
“Where’d you here that?” I was sure that Liam had never mentioned Louis’ name before, but then again I was never that close with him.
“I have… people. That’s beside the point.”
“What’s in it for you?” I looked at him, and his face changed into one of pure hatred.
“I hate Liam and his puppy dog looks. Long story short, he broke my heart, so now I’m going to break his. Payback’s a bitch, isn’t it babe?” He looked at me and when I gave out a nervous chuckle he pecked my lips. “Obviously, I wouldn’t let you go without some incentive to come back, soooo… LOUIS! BRING HER IN!” My head swung around to the door and my heart leapt out of my chest. NO. How did they find her?
Louis walked in with my little sister Cara. Okay, technically she wasn’t my sister, but we were the closest each other had to family. I looked after her when she was brought to the strip club. I had been there a while when she came, she looked like she had just been raped, so I was slow at introducing myself. But from then on, we were inseparable. Her eyes widened when she saw me, and she stopped thrashing. Louis brought her over to my bed and placed her down next to me, and I instantly wrapped my arms around her. She had gotten skinnier since the last time I saw her. She has long blonde hair, blue eyes and massive brown eyebrows, but that’s what sets her apart from the rest. She is working as a model, but still works at the club when she isn’t modeling, just for the extra cash.
“Harry, I’m scared.” She whimpered. Her watery blue eyes looked up at me, and I held her tight.
“Don’t worry, no one’s going to hurt you. I won’t let them.” I shot a pointed glare at Zayn. He better not touch her, otherwise I’m going to murder him. Sorry, not sorry. “Fine. I’ll go to school and break Liam’s heart. I don’t care, just don’t touch her. I give you whatever you want.” I pleaded. She was to precious for someone like Zayn, even though he was beautiful, he was a complete psycho. He looked like he was putting some deep thought into his decision.
“Deal. As long as you are willing to give me what I want, every night.” I gaped at him. EVERY NIGHT! Is he crazy??!! Oh wait…
“Deal.”
I woke up with my arms wrapped around Cara’s small frame. I sighed as I realised what I was about to do today. I had to go back to school, and see Niall being all lovey dovey with Liam. Shame I’m about to split them up, and when Niall breaks down, I’ll be the one to catch him. Zayn came bounding into the room, looking happier than last night. I just stared at him as he laid my clothes out for me, and when I saw them, I understood the reason. They are gonna make me look fucking hot. Just sayin. I tried to move out from Cara’s body without waking her, which failed. She stirred and then shot straight up. Her eyes were frantically searching the room, and they calmed down when they landed on me. She flung her arms around me and started to sob.
“Please don’t go Harry. Don‘t leave me with him.” I hugged her tight, and rubbed my large hands over her back, trying to sooth her. “I don’t want you to go.”
“I know, Caz, I know. But I have to. He’ll probably kill me if I don’t, or worse, hurt you. And I won’t let that happen. Just do as he says, and you’ll be okay.” She nodded her head and released her grip on me. Kind of. “Caz, I kinda need you to let go so I can change.”
“Oh, sorry.” She blushed and looked away so I could have some privacy. I didn’t mind though, she’s seen me naked before so… yeah. I pulled on the white skinny jeans, and to say they were tight was an understatement. I felt like I was wearing tights. I put on the shirt and that was tight too, showing off my defined abs, and a navy blue blazer over the top, making me look stylish. I could get used to this. There were a pair of light brown boots to go with it, and I turned around to show Cara. Her expression was hilarious! Her large eyebrows rose to the top of her head, and she wolf whistled. “Damn Harry Styles. You should wear that more often. Shame your gay.” She added with a wink. I laughed for the first time in weeks. She always knows how to make me smile. “Ever think of swinging the other way?”
“Only for you babe.” We both cracked up, knowing that it would never happen. Although… she was quite fit, and a supermodel. If I ever need a fake girlfriend, I’d pick her.
“HARRY!” Zayn screamed. “HURRY UP WE’RE LATE!” Seems like that’s becoming a recurring thing.
“See ya later Caz. Remeber, do as he says.” I gave her a tight hug, and winked as I walked out the door.
~~~~~~~~~AUTHOR'S NOTE~~~~~~~~~
Heyy! So i'm kinda hoping that this is longer and good.... sorry if it's not aha! Um yeah so this next few weeks is going to be a bit hectic, i go on year 12 camp and then my exams start so i'll upload when i can!!!! Oh and if you don't know who Cara is.. it's CARA DELEVIGNE. she went out with Harry for a bit so i thought she'd be good for this... she's on the side!! Hope You liked it!!!
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