I sat in Louis' lap all the way to the boys' house.
When I say house, I really mean a HUGE WHOPPING MCMANSION THE SIZE OF BUCKINGHAM PALACE!
Well, not that big, but it was quite palatial. The well manicured lawn sparkled with morning dew, the rising sunlight bouncing off the numerous windows on each floor- three floors, to be exact.
"Welcome home, Princess." Louis whispered happily.
"Home..." I murmured in amazement. Not even in my wildest dreams had I lived in a place like this.
"You can pick your room as soon as we get inside. We'll give you a tour later. " Harry explained, vaulting out of the car like a five- year- old.
I giggled and leaped out of the van after him. My feet pounded the pure green grass as I ran up behind him. He turned around and scooped me up in a massive hug, tackling me gently, so as not to crush me. My body suddenly tensed, every fiber of my being intent on running away, doing whatever it took to escape. I didn't like being touched like this- it brought back painful memories I had tried to bury.
"What's wrong, Kitten?" Harry asked, loosening his grip.
"Nothing, nothing." I lied, brushing him away. I squirmed away from his grasp and stood up, brushing off my jeans and striding purposefully toward the house.
Harry saw right through me. "No, it's not 'nothing'. Tell me what I did."
"It's no big deal, it's just that... I'm not comfortable, you know, being touched like that."
He sighed. "Dad issues?"
"To say the least."
"Well, have no fear. I swear on my life and my Aunt Mildred's old left boot that no harm will come to you in this house. The lads and I are here for you. Just always remember that. Okay?" Harry promised.
"One question." I said. "You actually had an Aunt Mildred?"
"Not to my knowledge. I just know that my real aunt really liked her left boot." Harry chuckled.
I laughed along with him. Reaching down, I pulled off my mud- stained, worn- looking ugg boot. "And I swear, on my old right boot, that I will be everything you want me to be." I giggled.
"I just want you to be yourself." Harry said sweetly.
"I will." I said, my heart swelling just a bit.
"Stay strong, Kitten."
"I will."
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AWWWWWWWWW! So cute. So I'm in a SUPER good mood! I got a bunch of new fans, new posts on my wall , a message spam, a request to make a cover, and even FAN ART! Wow, this is just... OMG INDESCRIBABLE!
Confession time: I'm afraid to admit my real age because people might not take me seriously because I'm a little young than most of the AMAZING 16 year old writers I see on here. People take them seriously, cuz they're older. Me? Idk. I'm afraid I'll lose people becuase they'll think I'm juvenile. That's another reason I don't use real pics of me for profile pics, because a) I'm not photogenic b) I'm not very pretty c) I look younger than I should d)I'm insecure. That's why this book sounds so real, like this girl's feelings really happened. Because I channel my own feelings into this. :/ Trying to end on a happy note, I got skinny jeans yesterday. Like anybody needed to know that. DEAL WITH IT!
Comment 'Narwhal' If you read this far! Cuz idk if people read these, actually. It's good stuff people! Better than Here Comes Honey BooBoo!
Maybeh not. Meh... She's pretty annoying. Imma shut up now. :/
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