It's not a dream/h.s

five

"Take me to the garden of your ecstasy
Make myself a heaven from your falling leaves."

- Compass by Zella Day

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"It was horrible. I've never felt so disgusting, but then again I don't know how it made me cry. I guess I'm just not use to that sort of attention." I say remembering what Isaac had said to me.

We sat in the sand near the ocean.

"I'm so sorry Leila. Come here." Harry says opening his arms.
I fell into his arms and he gently laid back and pulled me up onto his chest.

I quietly cried into his neck.

"I want you to tell your mom about this or a teacher. Whatever adult can help stop him from talking to you. If I could I would solve the problem myself. I'm sorry I can't darling." Harry spoke with anger, but still being gentle with me he rubbed my back slowly.

We stayed like that for a little, and I felt more and more better.

"Thank you Harry. I feel much better." I say getting off of him and sitting between his legs.

He sat up and began to comb through my hair with his fingers.
The feeling was relaxing and made me feel at peace. I was always at peace here.

I leaned my back against his chest and closed my eyes. He moved the hair that fell over my shoulder to behind me as he placed a kiss on my neck.

I whimpered at the feeling. The feeling was a good one, and I forgot about all my problems in that moment.

Harry must of thought he did something wrong because he quickly apologized.

"No it's okay, it felt..good" I say.

He kissed my neck once more causing me to whimper again.

I wanted him to do it again and again, but I was too embarrassed to ask for that.

The sound of the waves crashing made me sleepy. Harry noticed I was drifting off because the last thing I heard was, "Donec iterum conveniant."

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Short chapter sorry

-izzy