The Reinvention of Harry Styles

A/N: Slightly NSFW (bit of sex mentioned…)



Jeff could not have picked a better (or worse) time to randomly drop by Harry’s house unannounced. He thought he’d catch them faking it, or that he’d find that guy Molly reportedly went out for drink with the previous night.

But the timing was perfect.

Molly and Harry had not actually made it all the way up to Harry’s bedroom, as they intended, but instead settled for the living room couch. They didn’t plan it this way, but the couch could easily be seen through the front windows, and the curtains were parted just enough to give Jeff a full view of Molly’s bouncing tits as she rode Harry’s cock.

Yes, it was quite clear to Jeff they were having actual (not fake or staged) sexual intercourse, like normal couples do. He couldn’t see his face, but he saw Harry’s tattoos (though, that could be replicated on someone else…).

Molly opened her eyes just in time to make eye contact with Jeff, outside, frozen in the walkway toward Harry’s house. Her hands shot up to her chest to cover herself up and she frantically tried to say something to Harry (though he was making it quite difficult for her to talk, let alone think clearly).

“Jeff’s here! He’s right outside! He’s watching us!” She managed to whisper.

Whether it’s because he was about to finish, or because he wanted to continue this ‘display’ to convince Jeff their relationship was real, Harry whimpered, “Don’t stop,” to Molly. But she was frozen in place, knowing Jeff’s eyes were on her, suddenly immune to Harry’s attempts to get her to keep moving. Realizing she wasn’t going to, he flipped her over so he could finish things off on top.

Jeff got the full view of his client’s face and chest as he finished off those last few thrusts before exploding in ecstasy. There was definitely nothing fake about that. If they had known Jeff was coming over, Jeff might have thought they’d planned it. But his visit was unexpected, so he had actually caught them in the act.

Jeff retreated to his car and sat for a moment before deciding to leave. He could wait to talk to Harry some other time. They were clearly busy…

Molly and Harry got cleaned up, and now that the sexual tension between the two of them had been assuaged, they could focus on the task at hand: fixing Harry’s image.

“Okay Harry, let’s get down to business.” Molly sat down in front of him.

“To defeat the huns,” Harry sang, and Molly’s jaw dropped.

“You’ve seen ‘Mulan’?!” She squealed. “I love that movie!”

“Hey, you’re not the only one who can sneak song lyrics into everyday conversation.” He smirked.

“I usually stick to your own songs or song titles, but if you want to incorporate my favorite childhood Disney movies into that, it’s on. Actually, this is a good segue back to the topic on hand.” Molly paused. “I think you’re a bit like Simba.”

Harry raised his eyebrows. “I’m a lion cub?”

“No, because-”

“Are you Nala?” He interrupted.

“No! Absolutely not. I am not in this metaphor.”

“Is Jeff Scar?”

Molly sighed and shook her head. “I’m sorry, does sex give you ADD? No, you are like Simba, because you just can’t wait to be king.”

“Sex-induced ADD, I like the sound of that.” Harry snickered.

“Harold! Focus!” Molly rolled her eyes.

“Okay, I am Simba. You are not Nala. Jeff is maybe Scar.” Harry nodded. “I just can’t wait to be king. Meaning….like Elvis?”

“Maybe. I hadn’t intended to take this metaphor in that direction, but that works. What I’m saying is, you seem like you want to be accepted for your music, or for being a serious musician...you want that kind of recognition, but you don’t want to have to go through the whole process.” Molly paused to make sure he was listening. “Your management has tried to sell you as this legendary rock star, and people aren’t buying it because that’s not how you do it. You can’t just declare that you’re a legend and expect people to go along with it. It’s like that episode of ‘The Office’ where-”

“The American version or the original British version?” Harry interrupted to ask.

“The American version. But anyway, Michael Scott declares bankruptcy by announcing to the office ‘I declare bankruptcy!” Molly stopped to giggle at her impression. “But that’s not how it works. It’s like a 12 step program or something.”

“So,” Harry said after a moment. “Becoming a legendary rock star is a 12 step program.”

“Something like that. I’m not an expert, so I couldn’t tell you what those 12 steps were, but you’ve skipped right to step 12 and expected everyone to go along with it. Or, your management has, rather. Maybe they said something like, ‘you’re already famous, we can skip the first 11 steps,’ and you thought, ‘cool, let’s do this.’ But you maybe started on step 2 or 3, not 11.” Molly could see the hurt in his face, and felt bad for saying this, but it wasn’t personal and he knew that.

“It’s my fault, really, for surrounding myself with ‘yes men’ who thought they could profit from this. I mean, really, for them, it comes down to money. Especially considering how much money they’ve poured into this album and promotion for it, they’re hoping to get a lot in return.”

“But you don’t care about that?” Molly felt she already knew the answer, but had to hear Harry say it.

“No, not really, as long as we break even. I’ve made enough with 1D to last a lifetime, as long as I don’t go crazy with it. I just didn’t want to have to start over from the bottom, you know?” Harry looked back at Molly, and she nodded. “Maybe because 1D started out big, I thought this would be like that. But now I know that’s not how it works.”

“Well, you certainly didn’t have to start from square one again. But the real issue is, what are we going to do about it now? We certainly can’t change what’s already happened, but we can stop the damage and try to mend it. You’ve been more active on social media, that’s a good start. I know you’re not one for posting selfies, but your fans really enjoyed the one you posted on your way to the ‘Dunkirk’ premier.”

“Jeff was so mad when I posted that.” He grinned. “I think that’s why he came over today. He texted me and said ‘Tried to stop by this morning, guess you’re busy. We need to talk later, it’s important’.”

“Uh oh, he used the ‘we need to talk’ line. You either have detention or he’s going to break up with you,” Molly teased.

“I wish we could break up, but we’re both under contract.” Harry sighed.

“What if you broke the contract?”

Harry shook his head. “He could sue me, it could get so much worse.”

“I think you’re going to have to talk to him, tell him you don’t like the way things are going. Tell him how you’d like things to be and try to work it out.”

“The thing is, I don’t know what I want.” Harry admitted, and looked down at his hands.

“Well, I guess I’m the Pumba and Timon in this metaphor, the outside third party who’s going to help you get back on track.” Molly sighed.

Harry eyed her. “Are you really an outside third party? After…” He gestured over toward the couch where just hours ago they had been enraptured in passionate coitus.

“Yes, we were just having fun.” Molly brushed him off.

“Okay, but I don’t remember Pumba and Timon having sex with Simba,” Harry joked, and drew a giggle out of Molly.

“Not in the PG version!” She laughed and Harry cringed. “I’m kidding, that would be nasty."

“Is it weird that I want to watch ‘The Lion King’ now?” Harry asked.

“No, so do I! Besides, I’ve insulted your business practices enough for one day, I think we need a break.” Molly leaned back in her seat and watched as Harry pulled the movie up on Netflix. She watched him closely and tried to catch any sign that she’d hurt his feelings, but he seemed like he had already known most of the things she’d brought up.

‘If he already knows where he went wrong, what does he need me for?’ Molly thought.

Notes

This is just my opinion, I don’t know the specifics, and I am no expert, but this is an educated guess. I don’t expect everyone to agree with me, and I’m not trying to change your mind about Harry. This is just fanfiction, and I hope you can have as much fun reading it as I have had writing it : )

PS: For those of you who haven’t seen ‘The Office’ here is the bankruptcy clip: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C-m3RtoguAQ
(It’s hilarious!)

On an unrelated note, I might have mentioned before that I wrote a book (an actual book), and recently I have been trying to re-write it. I have just posted the first chapter of the re-written book here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/121958213-oxterionn-of-love-and-fast-cars
If anyone wants to check it out : )
(it has nothing to do with Harry, or 1D, but if you like my writing you might want to check it out.)

Thank you for reading, voting, and commenting! : )