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Oh s.hit. I was going to his flat. I'm
freaking out. He seemed to be okay with this and it made me wonder. Has he had experience before? Was he planning on doing anything to me? My mind was jumbled with questions. I was beyond scared, and him having that stupid grin on his face was making my stomach tighten even moreWe pulled up to a huge house no, more like a freaking hotel. His house was massive. He walked over to my side and opened my door for me. We walked to front door and Harry's hand brushed against mine and my stomach fluttered. After walking on the white stained gravel, we arrived at the door.
He unlocked the door and I stood in awe. The cherrywood floors matched perfectly with the off white colored walls. Everything was beautiful and took my breathe away.
"Harry, this beautiful" I gasped. He chucked and thanked me
He grabbed my hand again and lead me towards the stairs. My stomach fluttered. He took me to a bedroom. The walls were covered in old record album covers. The Rolling Stones, the Beatles, Hinder, so many great bands we're on his wall. A bed with all black bedding was pushed against the right corner and the left had a white desk. The desk was covered in unfinished paintings, drawings, and sketches.
The closet was open, giving me a full view of his messy clothes spilling out of it.
"This is so cool, Harry." I was in awe once again. He blushed slightly and squeezes my hand. Then I suddenly realized why he would take me here in the first place. I turned towards him. "Harry?" He nodded his head and looked towards me.
"Are you planning on doing anything to me?" I asked nervously. He laughed.
What the hell?
He just laughed. I was starting to get worried. He shook his head and relief fled through my body.
"I wouldn't do anything unless you gave me the option, princess" he winked.
I laughed. This was going to be fun.
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I'm so sorry I'm just now updating guys. School sucks and I'm sorry it's so short.I'll update again soon I promise.
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Dalilah {H.s.}
FanfictionAs the wind blew her hair, along with the leaves, she knew she was falling. And falling hard