"Name something that you've done with a boy." Harry demanded with an evident smirk on his face, sending chills down my spine.
For the pastors son, he's nothing like I expected.
"N-nothing. It's a sin." I argued, frowning my eyebrows and fiddling wi...
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Chapter Sixty One ________________
The next few days weren't the worst, but they weren't the best either. Harry didn't leave me this time throughout these passing days, which was great. I had the ability to look into his eyes every time I woke up in the morning, we showered together, cooked, and wore face masks before bed.
We've had some entertaining times together that kept me laughing, smiling and feeling more in love but although everything appeared to be perfect, I knew deep down that this was all just an act on his end.
At night when Harry assumed I was sleep, I caught him getting up and disappearing off to the restroom for about thirty minutes before returning. I'd hear him sniffle his mucus when he walked back in and it made my heart sink every time because that sound only comes around when someone cries.
I wanted to ask him about it once the morning came, but he'd always make me push those thoughts away with a bright smile and twinkling irises that filled with warmth. He'd take me in his large arms then kiss my face repeatedly until I practically begged for him to stop or gave into morning sex that he knew I couldn't resist.
Tonight and tomorrow are the last days we have together until it's ruined by my mother. I can already see how things are going to go when she returns; my phone will be locked away in her drawer and she's probably not even going to allow me to stay in a dorm because of her not trusting me or whatever excuse she brings to the table when it's time for me to go off to college.
But Harry has done an acceptable job at making me forget about it.
My day with Harry has been pretty easy going. We went out on a walk when it was still early in the day and I was finally able to tell him the good news about the colleges that are interested in moving forward with me. Harry was extremely proud of me to where he scooped me up and twirled in front of everyone. We received odd looks from older adults but Harry quickly fixed the issue by asking them if there was a problem.
He thought that it'd be a good idea to celebrate by taking me out to dinner, which I agreed to. I had no idea what to wear nor did I have anything in mind, so Harry took me shopping to buy a few dresses for our future dates, as he claimed.
Every dress that was taken home with me were ones that Harry picked out, complimenting my figure as I gave him a show every time I stepped out of the dressing room. His eyes gazed at me as if I was made out of gold and you would think it was his first date by the way his fingers trembled on his lap. It was quite adorable.
When we came back to the house, Harry went out to my backyard to smoke a cigarette whilst I hung up the new clothes he got me before choosing the simple black dress with a small slit at my thigh. It turned out to be his favorite one when I tried it on, so why not?
My hands flattened out the material as I allowed my eyes to wander across my body. The dress is a bit shorter than what I'd normally pick out for myself, but it didn't disappoint my figure. Every curve revealed itself in a beautiful way and even the top gave me a lift, showing off my breasts.
