#one shot harry styles

Attrapé

means “caught” in french

warnings: smut, cheating

summary: rory walks in on harry and y/n.

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Rory had been in California all week and Harry took advantage of the time. He invited Y/N to stay with him which meant having sex every second of the day, her in his clothes and him cooking for her.

He loved it.

Harry would do anything to be with her, be shown in public with her.

“Y/N please.”

They had just woken up from a nap and they both were naked from last night’s events. Harry had gotten hard after glancing at Y/N’s body.

And right now she was torturing him.

“Your so fucking needy.” She sneers looking up at a quivering Harry. He tries to thrust himself in her hand but she gives him a hard slap on his thigh. He let out a big hiss when the force hit his skin. Soon it turned into pleasure.

“Darling.” Harry whimpers as Y/N moves her thumb to rub his slit that was filled of precum.

He loved being a sub and Y/N being his dom. You may think he would take control in bed but it was definitely the other way. He worshipped her being in control. It was fucking sexy.

“Do you to fuck me Harry?” Her sultry voice makes him shiver.

“Fuck yes.” He cries out making her climb on top of him. Y/N lines herself with his erection but doesn’t take him in just yet. She leans to kiss his cheek before fully inserting his cock into her.

He lets out breathy moan as she starts to roll her hips. Y/N lays her hands on his chest watching him crumble beneath her. A few minutes in he notices she starts to get tired and he doesn’t want that so he flips them over before starting to thrust into her relentlessly.

Sure he loved being a sub but he needed to treat Y/N good.

“F-fuck!” She cried out as Harry pounded into her tight pussy. He moves to press his lips against her making her wrap her legs around his waist.

A loud car door slam did not make Y/N or Harry stop, nothing would’ve made them stop in that moment. They were in their own little world.

Neither a door opening and closing interrupted them.

“What the hell.” Rory whispers taking off her sunglasses to look at the messy living room leaving her luggage by the door. Blankets were thrown everywhere, pillows scattered all over the floor and the coffee table was very crooked not in it’s usual place.

“Typical fucking Harry.” She scoffs rolling her eyes before moving to the large kitchen. Luckily it wasn’t as messy as the living room but there was a lot of dishes.

Rory didn’t bother to go upstairs knowing that Harry was probably at work because it was a 8 AM on a Friday morning.

So she thought.

It wasn’t until a large bang came from upstairs. Rory furrowed her brows as it started to get repeated over and over.

“Harry?”

No response.

“Harry? Is that you.”

No response but more banging.

Rory let’s out a huff walking up the stairs thinking that the sound was a maid but as soon as she heard pornographic sounds coming from Harry’s room she knew it wasn’t a maid.

As soon as she opened the door the sound of skin slapping was more louder and the scene was petrifying. Y/N the girl who she despised was holding her husband’s jaw kissing him as he fucks her. Hard.

“What the fuck!” A loud screech makes the both of them separate from the kiss.

Y/N looks up to see a fuming Rory making her slap Harry off of her and wrap a sheet around her naked body.

“Rory I want a divorce.” Harry says nonchalantly standing up from the bed wrapping a blanket around his waist.

“W-what?” Rory whispers looking at him rummage through his underwear drawer.

“I had millions disappearing and it was all tracked down to you.” He speaks making her face drop. He knew it was all an act. “You shouldn’t write a check after getting your nails done.” He shakes his head laughing.

Y/N thought it was very funny that Rory had billionaire parents that gave her everything but she still wanted money.

“I didn’t steal money from you. M-maybe it was this fucking whore—“

Harry snapped his head toward her as he glares at her with so much hatred. She falters cutting herself off as she’s never seen him look at her like that before. He begins slowly walking towards her as Y/N sits on the bed watching the scene unfold in front of her.

She knew this was going to happen one day and when it did she didn’t know what to do. Everyone would’ve though it was her fault but it really wasn’t. Harry deserved happiness and someone that really loved him. Rory never treated him well. She had always pushed him aside for party’s and night out’s with her friends that she was probably cheating on him with.

But when Y/N came into his life everything suddenly became better. He loved her.

“I’m giving your clothes to charity. Everything you fucking own that is in my house is going to charity so leave! You have nothing. Get the fuck out!” Harry yells at her making the vein in his neck pop out. Rory glances at Y/N before rushing out of the room.

It was very silent until a door was slammed making Harry quickly walk to the bed.

“You alright darling?” He quietly asks holding Y/N’s jaw with his hands.

“Yeah. That was very…intense.” She whispers looking into his eyes. He nods understandingly before leaning in to kiss her forehead.

“I’m sorry you had to see that.”

“It’s fine Harry. Are you okay?” Y/N asks grabbing onto his wrists.

“As long as I’m with you.”