Hey lovelies!
So I think I'm losing readers :( Please keep on reading guys! It'll get better, I promise you!
-This book might end around 20 chapters or so, still not sure yet!
-I've been having writers block lately so it's been hard!
-Im so so sorry for all the swearing guys. I just think that it's more realistic that way! If you want, I can stop?
-Sorry about switching POVS a lot! I just want you to see through the characters, not just Lovely. :)
here is chapter 11 (:
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(Lovely's POV)
*LAST NIGHT*
I can bluntly hear Harry talking to me, but I am completely zoned out. What was Ellie doing? What the hell..
I just wanna get out of here. I just wanna be with my Mom,Devy and Harry. Is that so much to ask for? I hear Harry sigh, giving up on talking to me.
My eyelids were heavy, and my mind slowly started to fade.
I laid my head on the door of the car, and slept.
*PRESENT TIME;MORNING*
My eyelids slowly lifted, I groaned in the process.
I look at my surroundings, and realize Im in my room. I quickly sat up, and scratch my head. How'd I get here? I turned to my bed and see a sleeping Harry, and I smiled to myself. He alway made me happy at the worst times.
I bent down and kissed Harry on the cheek, and went to the bathroom. I stripped off my clothes and let the warm water pour on my body.
"Can I join in?" I hear Harry say, and I jumped at his sudden voice.
I can even tell he was smirking at me.
"Get out, Harry."
"Pleeeaaaaase?" I giggled, ha like Im letting Harry see me naked.
"No! Now go make breakfast." I say in a baby voice.
Harry chuckles, in his low morning voice. Damn he's hot.
"Why, of course NOT!"
"Aww Harry, PLEEEEAAAAAAAAAS-"
"Okay okay." I hear Harry say, and open the bathroom door.
"By the way, your shower doors are nice." And with that Harry left the bathroom.
"Huh...?" I say to myself.
"W- aw SHIT!"
My bathroom doors are blurred, but clear glass.
Damn you Harry.
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Going downstairs with gray sweatpants and a white vneck, I spot Harry.. Cooking?
"What? Harry's cooking? Is that possible?!"
I yelled from the stairs. Harry turned around and playfully pouted, making me laugh.
"For your information, I make bomb ass pancakes."
"Let's found out shall we?" I gave Harry a grin then sat down and ate the pancakes.
"Damn Harry... These are hella good!!" I continued to dig in, the pancakes tasted amazing.
I hear Harry lightly chuckle at me eating so much, but I didn't really care.
As we both finished the pancakes, I rubbed my stomach. I ate 5 full pancakes.
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