The Styles Brothers

We stood at my car. "If you don't stop this Shit I'm going to whoop your ass." His voice was harsh and God it was so hot. "Oh no. Daddy wouldn't do that in public" I laughed. "Watch me. Unlock the damn car." He hissed. "Nope!" I laughed, playfully. "If you don't unlock this damn car I'll make sure everyone watches me spank you."




I eventually did as I was told, unlocked my car door and he sat in the back middle seat. "Get in." He spoke. I followed him in the back seat. "Lay over my legs. Now." I sat there for a minute, his eyes were beating into my soul. I did as I was told, one... and two... and three... and four... five... six.




"Havr you learned your lesson?" He asked, pushing me off of his legs. "Yes sir." I winked. "Don't embarrass me like that again. Do you understand?" I nodded. We got out of my car and kids were looking at us. Of course, I'm the school whore of course. But let's not talk about how I've never slept with anyone.





Actually, let's do talk about it. I was in 7th grade. And I had probably 15-16 boyfriends. But no sex, and I didn't even have my first kiss until 8th grade. No one can wrap their head around the fact that I haven't had sex. And because I'm decent popular the easiest thing for them to do is call me a whore so I let them believe what they want.





My ass hurt, a lot. His hits were so hard, but God I could've just flipped over and rode him. It was such a hot fucking thing.






"Where'd you go???" Rachel asks. "No where." I winked.
She gave me such an odd look. "Have fun sitting down." Harry smirked as we walked in our separate directions. "The whole school heard how you called him daddy." Rachel giggled. "Good." I laughed.




It was the last week of school and literally no one gave a fuck about what happened. The teachers didn't want us here, and we didn't want to be here. Everyone was whispering about Harry and I. They were all giving me looks, god it was obnoxious. "Marcel, I'd like to take you out to dinner tonight. Considering I hurt your feelings. I'll bring Rachel, and you can bring Harry. Deal?" I asked Marcel as he was passing by to his next class. He nodded his head.



~Around 6 That Evening~




Rachel and I met Harry and Marcel at this nice Italian place on the other side of town. Harry was dressed in a nice black button up and black skinny jeans, and black dress shoes. Marcel was in a white button up with a sweater vest, khakis, and church shoes. Rachel wasn't dressed nicely at all, and I was in a black dress with black converse.



"People must be asking you about earlier Harry. What are you telling them?" I ask and he leans over, "How good you bounce." He winked and sat back properly. My eyes grew wide. This is awkward... should not have asked that question.

Notes

Sorry if the update is Shit I work so much it's so hard to update I love you guys and if anyone wants to be a co-author of would appreciate it I love y'all

Alex's Outfit for Chapter 2