CHAPTER 5 //

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Delilah Allen

When I finally got into bed, I was still very confused about the interaction I just had with Harry downstairs.

What did he mean by that? I don't understand that man.

What's even more confusing is that he had me in such a trance that I didn't even notice him putting the changer in my hand. I know it sounds silly, but it's just all so weird.

I grab my phone that has just powered back on, hoping to see a text from my mom, maybe just checking in to see, I don't know if I'm still alive.

Disappointingly there is nothing from my mom, but a message from an unknown number.

Heyy Delilah,  grab breakfast with me tomorrow ? - Quinn ;)

I smile down at my phone, she seems so sweet! I add her number to my phone before I respond.

Delilah: Come get me at the apartment at eight x

Quinn: See you then babe!

I smile and throw my head back, onto my pillow. Although there are so many negative things that have happened since I got here, for some reason I'm not feeling that down.

I have hope and even maybe a little excitement for the next stage of my life here, and honestly, I don't quite understand why. 

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I wake up to the sound of my alarm going off.

It's 7:12 now since I snoozed just to get a little more sleep in, it's awfully early for me. Back home I usually slept until minimum 9:30. 

But I really don't want to be late to meet Quinn. I'm so excited to get to know her better! I have a good feeling about her, I don't know how to explain it, I just feel like our energies match.

I sit up and stretch my arms out while yawing. I swing out of bed and walk over to the large window in my room. I am blinded by the bright Miami sun when I open the curtains.

This view is quite something, to one side I see hundreds of massive skyscrapers, and on the other side an already alive beach, packed with people. I can't wait to go there.

I walk over to the bathroom, to quickly shower and get ready.

When I open the door, I immediately want to scratch my eyes out.

"Oh, my go- ..." I cover my eyes and turn around "...what the hell !"

I walked into a shirtless Harry straddling a completely naked girl that is sat on the counter. He's kissing her neck and his hands are moving all over her body. 

"Why wouldn't you lock the door ?" I yell

"I didn't think you would mind Peach."

I just stand there completely still, speechless.

"Do you want to stay for the show... or you could join? " He asks and I hear the sound of lips smacking against skin.

"You're disgusting !" I shout as I walk out of the room and slam the door, I immediately turn the lock.

So I'm going to have to skip a shower this morning. I open my closet and browse everything in there, trying to come up with an outfit. I grab a pair of high-waisted jean shorts, and I pair it with a nude puffy-sleeve top. I pull on some white tennis shoes.

I walk over to the full-length mirror leaning against the wall and plop myself down in front of it. I brush out my hair and decide to do nothing else to it. My natural hair is pretty straight, but with a few waves here and there. I hear the shower that was previously running stop.

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