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Tell me something controversial about Harry Styles??

I’ll try to whip a blurb.

Tell me something controversial about Harry Styles??

I’ll try to whip a blurb.

Joints

“It’s organic, herbal. Have you ever heard anyone die from weed?” Harry stated rolling the joint, a professional at it now. You were new to this circle. To be honest, you didn’t know how you ended up here. One second you were telling your friend it’s a great night to be high as the sky was clear, and you loved looking at the stars whenever you smoked. The next thing you have her pulling you to the VIP area which you are sure she flirted her way into. You didn’t mind, it was a talent. But, you were shocked to see the one and only Harry Styles there.

What was he doing here? You could see him and his girlfriend, missing her name from your head sittinf with a bunch of other people who was were wearing shirts and shorts. You didn’t understand this fashion sense. It made men look like babies.

You could see his hands working smoothly as he rolled another one, handing them over. His girlfriend moced closer and placed a leg on his which you were sure was an uncomfortable position to be in, but it looked like she was marking her territory.

It didn’t take you long to be completely out. Unfortunately for you that also meant you didn’t like being surrounded by a lot of people. Luckily the VIP area opened to a huge lawn and you went an laid on the grass. You giggled, always feeling a little too happy on weed. The stars seemed much more clear and you had a conversation with them.

“Can I join in?” You heard him ask. You loved his voice. You always had. You could have landed on his lap if you didn’t have a moral compass.

‘I’m talking to the stars,“ you told him. "I’m telling them that I would totally freakout if I saw you in real life,” he laughed and laid down beside you.

“The great kings of the past live there. They are looking down at you, seeing and yada yada yada,” he tried quoting.

“You know the movie is based off hamlet? My mind was blown when I found out,”

“That’s depressing,” he frowned and you looked at him, turning your head to the side. Your lips could touch if someone moved a tiny bit. “Hi, I’m Harry,” he said looking into your eyes.

You giggled, “my favourite star is called Harry,” you looked up. “He is very talkative. Chatty.”

“I don’t like that other people…things are called Harry,” he said sounding upset.

“You and a million other people,” you turned. He frowned, pouting.

“I don’t want my favourite star to be called something else,” you stared into his eyes, trying to debate and stopping yourself from giggling. He stared back and moved forward, placing his lips on yours. It was slow, no one moved, and then he pulled back.

“You can keep the name, if I can keep you.” You licked your lips and looked back at the stars.

“Deal.”

Concept in my drafts over a picture!

I’m sorry for this but that picture of his fingers gave me unholy thoughts… like imagine him being with an inexperienced, bit younger girl and he ends up fingering her but he literally cannot fit more than two fingers bc she’s so tight and he’s all “welp baby, might have a problem if this is all i can fit in ya” and it’s already really fucking tight for her and she’s in insane pleasure but her pussy is literally full to the brim

Does anybody know which picture is this? Desperate!

So, all my girls are now going to be called Ophelia.  Like if you know why!