Long Way Down

-Harry **Wednesday (skips to Friday- current date)

I walk right out of her house, leaving her there to think about all of the terrible things that were coming her way. Even if she didn’t know what some of those things were going to be.

As soon as I got into the front seat of the shiny, black Land Rover, the boys grilled me with
questions.

“What happened?”
-beat her.

“What did she do?”
-cried like the pussy she is.

“She didn’t say anything?”
-hell yes, she yelled at me.

“You didn’t do anything?”
-no.

Liam stopped driving. “You, Harry Styles did nothing when that whore yelled at you?” He glanced over at me, bewildered.

I shook my head. “She seems to think we just beat her, nothing more, and nothing less- Well she didn’t say that we did anything besides beat her when I questioned her about it. So, I told her we will be spending some more time with her, per say. “I kept my focus on the small, old maroon colored car in front of us.

We talked shit about Sam until we got to our house. I couldn’t wait to see her again.

We decided that when the time comes, I’ll show Sam what it’s going to be like from now on, or at least for some time, and the boys will come with- Just in case she tries to pull something.

Niall convinced me to not go all the way with her during the first time, because we don’t know if she is a virgin or not. I told him she wasn’t, she’s just a needy, worthless slut that wants
attention.

We skipped school Thursday when we heard Sam wasn’t going to be there. Louis was supposed to take her, her work, but instead we found some girls to give us blowjobs- beats school.

Friday rolled around and we were ready to see Slut Sam. Our plan was to torture her during the day and follow her home and show her what’s up.

We now stand in her school parking spot, as her car pulls up. I rolled my bottom lip piercing around in my two fingers, stepping back along with the boys so she could pull in properly.

She already has me pissed off, God. Could her shirt be any lower? Slut. Then, she smarts off to Niall.

I held back a laugh when Lou grabbed her up, she looked scared shitless- Good.

They argued some more and needless to say, I was ready to go, fuck waiting around for school to end.

Lou made the announcement that we would be having fun earlier than what was supposed to go down.

I walked along the front of her car, “Open the doors Sam, we’re all going to spend some time together today.” I pulled the door handle, waiting for her to unlock the doors.

But, no! She doesn’t listen again. Liam yells at her and she moves quickly to meet his needs.

I get in angrily- she cannot ever listen. I put the gear into reverse,” Yours” is all I say, she is too frightened to say anything back but, that doesn’t stop her from pulling out of the spot and driving away from the school.

We get to her house and she bullshits for the longest, knowing what was going to happen. Fear was dripping from her like a Popsicle that’s been in the sun for too long.

I nudge Lou to grab her, tired of this, wanting to get to the good stuff. We eventually make it to her overly clean and organized room.

I tell the boys I’ll be out in a little, Lou throws Sam on the bed and walks out.

She is sitting up so, I push her down, sliding on top of her, my hand wrapping around her pale throat.

Not being able to wait much longer, I grind into her core- “P-please don’t Harry.” The words come out of her throat in a stutter.

I ignore her stupid requests and continue my business. I can’t stop groaning. Sammie tries to buck me off of her, only to make me grind into her more, deeper.

I move my hands into her pants, feeling her up. She starts crying- pissy slut.

After a few moments I cum, it runs through my jeans and leaves a mark on hers. I stand up and slap the hell out of her for telling me what to do.

She whimpers herself into a ball.

I tell her it was fun, but she should listen more and her shoulders shake. God! She is such a child. Grow up.

She lies there crying to herself as I walk out of her room, happy and refreshed.

Notes

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