Harry Styles Dirty Imagines(Requests???)

I glared at Harry as he walked through the hallway. He glared back then interlaced our hands forcefully shoving me into a locker. I hate him so much but we still find a way to hook up. It's so strange. He's such a douche. I winced arching my back. I scrunched my nose and punched him. I could've done it harder.
"You punch like a bitch." He cooed mockingly in my ear.
"You fight like a pussy." I growled back.
"We both know I don't fuck like one." He whispered seductively in my ear leaning into my neck. He wouldn't let go of my hands so I squeezed them. His hands were so large and soft. He left a trail of love bites on my neck to my collar bone.
"Harry.... Please just let me..." I whimpered trying to free my hands. I needed him. His was vital in this moment. I arched my back more. He smirked grinding into me roughly. People gave us weird looks. He pulled away and crash him lips into mine. I forcefully kissed back grinding harder. I could feel his length growing. I closed my eyes.
"I want you so badly." He moaned. I smirked.
"Do you now?" I whispered seductively.
"Jump." I jumped up and wrapped my legs around him. He led us to a closet.
Use your imagination to finish the rest.....

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