
For The Better Or For The Worst? ~ Harry Styles FanFiction
The Act Of Love
Nat's P.O.V.
Before I knew it, he had hoisted me up with his strong hands. We had swiftly moved into his house; his
lips never leaving mine. He kissed me roughly, with lots of desperation and passion. I kissed him back
with as much desperation and passion as well. I finally came to my realisation, I was in love with this boy.
I needed him. He parted his lips from mine just a little bit to say;
"Natalie, I want you." He said hysterically.
"I want you too." I said breathless.
He crashed his lips against mine. He pulled my legs around his waist so they wrapped around, his hands
resting under my bum. We fumbled over to the couch and he laid me down. I moaned slightly when his
tongue went to explore my mouth further. He pulled of his top exposing his gorgeous tattoos. He pulled
my top off rapidly too, revealing my black lace bra.
"I love black lace." He said excitedly.
I giggled at his response. His lips trailed down my neck, leaving small love bites. His hands were cupped
around my bra. I moaned as he began to massage them. My hands moved up and down his toned torso. I
traced over the swallows with my finger nails, making him grin because it tickled him.
"As much as I love to see you in a black bra, I think you'd look better without it." He smiled.
I blushed at his question and nodded to his response. He pulled me up closer to him so he could unclasp
my bra. It undid and I moved my arms so he could get it off. I didn't look down to see my bare chest
because I was embarrassed by them. Instead, I just made eye contact with him. He smiled and said,
"You are so beautiful. The best looking girl I've ever seen."
I blushed at his compliment. My mind was going a million miles an hour.
"Shall we take this to the bedroom?" He smiled cheekily.
"I have no objection." I smiled excitedly.
His eyes were full of lust and he threw me over his shoulder and carried me up to his bed.
+ + + + + + + +
Small rays of sunlight were making there way through the curtains. I realised where I was. I had spent the
night at Harry's. Wait, I had had sex with the Harry Styles just last night. Oh my god. My parents must
have been going crazy not knowing where I am. Oh well, I'll deal with them later. I looked up to see
Harry's beautiful green eyes staring intently back at mine.
"Good morning Nat."
"Good morning Harry."
I nuzzled more into his bare chest, tracing his tattoos with my fingers.
"What would you like to do today?"
"Whatever you feel like."
"Would you like to go to the beach?"
"Sounds great. Harry I don't have any clothes with me."
"I guess we'll just have to sneak you home then." He replied audaciously.
We got up and he threw me his Hipsta Please top.
"You look good with my top on. Maybe we should do this again sometime?" He said enthusiastically.
"Why thank you Styles. We probably should." I laughed.
He made his way downstairs to start breakfast and I jumped in the shower. I washed my hair and then
thankfully remembered that I had worn makeup that didn't smudge if you didn't take it off. After I put my
on a bra and went back into Harry's top. I followed the delicious scent coming from downstairs.
"You made pancakes?" I asked surprised.
"There's a lot of things you don't know about me Nat. One of them, is that I can cook." He said happily.
He pulled out a chair for me where there was a glass of apple juice and pancakes.
"This looks so good Harry."
They were cooked to perfection. Not undercooked or overlooked, just right. I poured a little bit of maple
syrup and icing sugar on top. The pancake tasted amazing, no joke. He was the best cook.
"You have to teach me how to cook Harry. This is absolutely amazing."
He smiled gratefully and sat down with me. After we both finished eating we ran upstairs and started
getting dressed in last night's clothes. I saw Harry steal a couple of sneaky glances as I stripped. He
laughed quietly to himself, pleased that I was here. I handed him his T-shirt but he said,
"You can look after it for me." he smiled cheekily.
After we had gotten changed and made ourselves presentable so we didn't look like we had just woken
up from our 'eventful' night. We jumped into his car and quietly went down my street. He helped my climb
up the pipe on the side of my houses close to my window. When I reached the top, I pushed the window
and thankfully it opened. I went to my drawers and grabbed a couple of necessary items incase I would
have another 'sleepover' at Harry's. I threw them into a Sportsgirl bag. As I was getting ready to go again,
my mother stood in the doorway.
"Natalie Miller, where the hell have you been? Do you know how worried Paul and I have been?" She spat angrily.
"I'm sorry Mum. I was out."
"The whole night?" She said sarcastically. Well this day just got a whole lot better. Not.
"I'm sorry. I'll tell you next time if I'm not coming home."
"There won't be a next time Natalie."
"But mum, I'm 19!"
"I don't care. You are staying here."
"You can't make me." I yelled and stormed past her. She grabbed my wrist quite hard.
"You stay here Natalie or you're not coming home."
"I don't care. You're such a bitch mum. No wonder why dad left you." I said annoyed.
"I'm a bitch? Don't come home Natalie."
I ran out the door with all my stuff, tears streaming down my face. I ran to where Harry had parked his car,
where my mum couldn't see. I jumped in the car and fell apart.
"Babe what's wrong?" Harry said concerned.
*sniff* "My mum threw me out Harry. She said I'm not allowed to go out. We had a fight and I called her a
bitch and she threw me out." Now I was crying nonstop. I was doing that breathing thing when it's hard to
breathe.
"It's going to be okay Nat. You can stay with me if you like."
"Really?" I said surprised and upsettingly.
"Of course." He smiled.
"Have you got a key for your house?"
"Yeah, why?"
"When we have to come back to get your stuff, okay?"
"Okay."
"Did you bring your bathers?"
"Yeah, why?"
"We're going to the beach, silly."
I laughed and replied.
"Of course we are. Yes, silly me." He always made me feel better. He embraced me in a loving hug and
kiss. We arrived at the beach and went into the change rooms. After coming out, I met Harry where we
had set up.
"Woah babe. You look amazing in black bikinis."
"Thank you." I blushed. He picked me up bridal style and ran us to the water.
"Harry please. Put me down. I don't want go into the water yet. Harry!!"
"Not gonna happen love." Before I knew it, he had dunk me under the water.
I let out a small squeal because of how cold the water was. Harry didn't mind it when I squealed,
thankfully.
"Harry, I told you no."
"Sorry love." He smiled.
"I'll get you back later for that Styles."
"Can't wait." He said teasingly.
I remembered again that my makeup was waterproof and hadn't smudged.
Harry hugged me tightly and kissed me. He whispered into my ear,
"I love you Natalie."
Before I knew it, he had hoisted me up with his strong hands. We had swiftly moved into his house; his
lips never leaving mine. He kissed me roughly, with lots of desperation and passion. I kissed him back
with as much desperation and passion as well. I finally came to my realisation, I was in love with this boy.
I needed him. He parted his lips from mine just a little bit to say;
"Natalie, I want you." He said hysterically.
"I want you too." I said breathless.
He crashed his lips against mine. He pulled my legs around his waist so they wrapped around, his hands
resting under my bum. We fumbled over to the couch and he laid me down. I moaned slightly when his
tongue went to explore my mouth further. He pulled of his top exposing his gorgeous tattoos. He pulled
my top off rapidly too, revealing my black lace bra.
"I love black lace." He said excitedly.
I giggled at his response. His lips trailed down my neck, leaving small love bites. His hands were cupped
around my bra. I moaned as he began to massage them. My hands moved up and down his toned torso. I
traced over the swallows with my finger nails, making him grin because it tickled him.
"As much as I love to see you in a black bra, I think you'd look better without it." He smiled.
I blushed at his question and nodded to his response. He pulled me up closer to him so he could unclasp
my bra. It undid and I moved my arms so he could get it off. I didn't look down to see my bare chest
because I was embarrassed by them. Instead, I just made eye contact with him. He smiled and said,
"You are so beautiful. The best looking girl I've ever seen."
I blushed at his compliment. My mind was going a million miles an hour.
"Shall we take this to the bedroom?" He smiled cheekily.
"I have no objection." I smiled excitedly.
His eyes were full of lust and he threw me over his shoulder and carried me up to his bed.
+ + + + + + + +
Small rays of sunlight were making there way through the curtains. I realised where I was. I had spent the
night at Harry's. Wait, I had had sex with the Harry Styles just last night. Oh my god. My parents must
have been going crazy not knowing where I am. Oh well, I'll deal with them later. I looked up to see
Harry's beautiful green eyes staring intently back at mine.
"Good morning Nat."
"Good morning Harry."
I nuzzled more into his bare chest, tracing his tattoos with my fingers.
"What would you like to do today?"
"Whatever you feel like."
"Would you like to go to the beach?"
"Sounds great. Harry I don't have any clothes with me."
"I guess we'll just have to sneak you home then." He replied audaciously.
We got up and he threw me his Hipsta Please top.
"You look good with my top on. Maybe we should do this again sometime?" He said enthusiastically.
"Why thank you Styles. We probably should." I laughed.
He made his way downstairs to start breakfast and I jumped in the shower. I washed my hair and then
thankfully remembered that I had worn makeup that didn't smudge if you didn't take it off. After I put my
on a bra and went back into Harry's top. I followed the delicious scent coming from downstairs.
"You made pancakes?" I asked surprised.
"There's a lot of things you don't know about me Nat. One of them, is that I can cook." He said happily.
He pulled out a chair for me where there was a glass of apple juice and pancakes.
"This looks so good Harry."
They were cooked to perfection. Not undercooked or overlooked, just right. I poured a little bit of maple
syrup and icing sugar on top. The pancake tasted amazing, no joke. He was the best cook.
"You have to teach me how to cook Harry. This is absolutely amazing."
He smiled gratefully and sat down with me. After we both finished eating we ran upstairs and started
getting dressed in last night's clothes. I saw Harry steal a couple of sneaky glances as I stripped. He
laughed quietly to himself, pleased that I was here. I handed him his T-shirt but he said,
"You can look after it for me." he smiled cheekily.
After we had gotten changed and made ourselves presentable so we didn't look like we had just woken
up from our 'eventful' night. We jumped into his car and quietly went down my street. He helped my climb
up the pipe on the side of my houses close to my window. When I reached the top, I pushed the window
and thankfully it opened. I went to my drawers and grabbed a couple of necessary items incase I would
have another 'sleepover' at Harry's. I threw them into a Sportsgirl bag. As I was getting ready to go again,
my mother stood in the doorway.
"Natalie Miller, where the hell have you been? Do you know how worried Paul and I have been?" She spat angrily.
"I'm sorry Mum. I was out."
"The whole night?" She said sarcastically. Well this day just got a whole lot better. Not.
"I'm sorry. I'll tell you next time if I'm not coming home."
"There won't be a next time Natalie."
"But mum, I'm 19!"
"I don't care. You are staying here."
"You can't make me." I yelled and stormed past her. She grabbed my wrist quite hard.
"You stay here Natalie or you're not coming home."
"I don't care. You're such a bitch mum. No wonder why dad left you." I said annoyed.
"I'm a bitch? Don't come home Natalie."
I ran out the door with all my stuff, tears streaming down my face. I ran to where Harry had parked his car,
where my mum couldn't see. I jumped in the car and fell apart.
"Babe what's wrong?" Harry said concerned.
*sniff* "My mum threw me out Harry. She said I'm not allowed to go out. We had a fight and I called her a
bitch and she threw me out." Now I was crying nonstop. I was doing that breathing thing when it's hard to
breathe.
"It's going to be okay Nat. You can stay with me if you like."
"Really?" I said surprised and upsettingly.
"Of course." He smiled.
"Have you got a key for your house?"
"Yeah, why?"
"When we have to come back to get your stuff, okay?"
"Okay."
"Did you bring your bathers?"
"Yeah, why?"
"We're going to the beach, silly."
I laughed and replied.
"Of course we are. Yes, silly me." He always made me feel better. He embraced me in a loving hug and
kiss. We arrived at the beach and went into the change rooms. After coming out, I met Harry where we
had set up.
"Woah babe. You look amazing in black bikinis."
"Thank you." I blushed. He picked me up bridal style and ran us to the water.
"Harry please. Put me down. I don't want go into the water yet. Harry!!"
"Not gonna happen love." Before I knew it, he had dunk me under the water.
I let out a small squeal because of how cold the water was. Harry didn't mind it when I squealed,
thankfully.
"Harry, I told you no."
"Sorry love." He smiled.
"I'll get you back later for that Styles."
"Can't wait." He said teasingly.
I remembered again that my makeup was waterproof and hadn't smudged.
Harry hugged me tightly and kissed me. He whispered into my ear,
"I love you Natalie."
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