"that looks beautiful on you." sophia said as she walked into my room. i smiled back as i covered my scars.
"ready to go?" she asked grabbing her car keys. she was taking me out for my seventeenth birthday. i was sad this was going to be my first birthday without him.
i nodded back at her and we left. we got to a restaurant as we ate and had a good time. "i think that guy is looking at you." sophia said as i turned my head to look at what she was talking about.
i smiled at a tall guy. he returned one back. i never had a relationship with anyone. he started to walk towards me.
"hey i'm harry." he said with a smile. "mia." i said back as sophia smiled at the both of us. "i saw you and just wanted to see if you have a boyfriend?" he asked trying to spot if i do or not. "no i actually don't." i replied back as he smiled.
"well i would like to take you on a date if that's okay?" he asked again and i looked at sophia as she smiled. "i would love to." i said as he smiled down at me.
i gave him my adress on where he could pick me up and we left shortly after. "he was cute." sophia gushed as i tried to hide my smile. i have to admit he was pretty attractive.
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-ˏˋ eight months later ˎˊ-
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tw: harm and yelling.
it was me and harrys eighth month together and i love him but he has been constantly yelling at me. "i want you to stop dressing like that." he said a little frustrated as he walked into my room slamming the door behind him. i was use to this but everyday was the same.
the first couple of months he would be so romantic and perfect but then one day he changed and got violent with me. he has blamed me for every little thing i do. "what am i supposed to wear then." i said back a little harsh as his eyes widened.
"you just can't tell me to stop wearing dresses." i snapped back not caring what he was going to do. "it's my body i get to choose what i wanna wear." i yelled as he gripped my arm. "don't fucking yell at me." he said looking into my eyes.
"don't touch her." sophia walked into the room as he released the grip on my arms leaving a red mark. "leave." i said as he glared at me. "we're done." once i said that i felt happy. he left.
