You Bet (Harry Styles)
Summary
"Umm... Marcel? wh-what are y-you do-doing?" her voice is laced with panic as I inch my way towards her. I finally corner her and put my hands on either side of her. Now she can't escape. "Marcel?... you... you're scaring me" Her breathing is deep and slow. I lean down as my breath fans her face, she immediately tenses up and her breathing increases rapidly. The bulge in my trousers visibly increases as I grind my hips to hers, she let's out a shaky breath and I smirk knowing that I've finally found her weakness. "I'm just working on our project love" My voice is deep and husky and full of lust. I only have one though in my mind. I want her. Now.
"Love?!"
Shit. She pushes me away and I stumble back, her eyes widen in realisation and they brim with tears. "How could I have not noticed before? I'm such an idiot... there's no Marcel...it's you." She stands there in silence as I anticipate what's about to come next. She takes a few strides towards me before raising her hand and laying it on my cheek colliding with a SMACK. "I hate you Harry" and with that she walked out.
I deserve it.
I lied to her.
I'm Marcel.
I'm Harry
I'm a fucking idiot.
But she's the one.
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Chapters
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Chapter One - Enrollement
Sam bumps into a hot stranger, twice... and is left with a little surprise on her first day ;)
