Harry Styles Imagines { Ongoing }

𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞, 𝐩𝐭. 𝟏*

summary: in which, Harry is her step brother and they have a mutual hatred for one another. The constant arguing and bickering ends up leading to Harry fucking her raw into her mattress with their parents in the other room. idea from theladyvalkyrie

warnings: mature themes.

word count: 4.3k

includes: harsh language, step-siblings, oral (female and male receiving), unprotected sex, choking, spanking, biting, bruising, cock riding, slapping.

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        "STILL don't understand why we're moving in with Des." Y/N was in disbelief as she loaded her final box into her mothers SUV, the entirety of the trunk and backseat completely packed full of their belongings. Today was the day that they moved in with her mother's husband Des and his son, Harry. Her and Harry did not get along, not one bit. He was a sarcastic, narcissistic asshole who was constantly rude to her. So no, she was not excited.

        "Because I'm not going to live separately from my husband." Her mother, Delilah, responded, the two women getting into the car and buckling up. "You'll love the new house—it's much bigger than this one."

        "Bigger doesn't mean better, mom. I grew up here in this house and now I'm leaving it behind." She stared out the window at the two story house, her eyes set on her old bedroom on the second floor. "Feels like betrayal."

        "Stop being dramatic, you will be fine." With a final scoff and the insertion of her headphones, Y/N laid her head against the glass and watched the countless buildings pass as they headed towards their "new home", deep in the hills. She never understood how her mother had met Des, considering he's from Europe and they're just normal people from California.

After a short nap, Y/N woke up to her mother shaking her arm and informing her that they'd reached the house. Their SUV drove through a large metal gate, the driveway feeling like a mile long as they got closer and closer to the house. It was huge, and much more than she ever expected. There was a full fenced in garden at the side of the home, and a large wrap around porch. The grass looks like it's never been touched, and the driveway was lined with white daisies. Was Des a gardening freak? Or did he just like to show off?

        "Be nice to Harry." Delilah tapped her daughters leg and got out of the car, being met with a warm welcome from her husband on the porch. Their words were incoherent, Y/N turning back to look at the cat in his carrier.

        "Be nice to Harry, she says." Y/N scoffed, reaching in the backseat to grab the kitten, placing him in her arms as she got out of the vehicle. "As if he's not the one that's rude to me." She stroked the kittens head, just receiving a soft meow in response.

        "Y/N, so good to see you." Des went in for a hug and she returned it cautiously, looking around the house and the courtyard. "I hope you enjoy your room. Maria spent all day getting it set up for you."

        "Sure I will. Thanks, Des." She held onto the kitten tighter as she ventured up the stairs and into the large double doors, immediately stepping into a grand foyer with a double staircase. "Jesus, would you look at this, Milo?" She was surprised at what she was seeing, not sure if it's from the multiple arches that led into different rooms or the giant glass chandelier hanging above her head.