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Late Chapter?


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Before we start the chapter, you should check out my other book, its called disorder. It a harry fanfic!!! here's the description, after it is the chapter.

"By the way Lily, stop biting your lip, its going to get you in trouble."

 Suddenly something ignited in my body and a feeling I couldn't quite put finger on took a hold of me. Without any rational thought and only with impulse I replied. 

"What if trouble is what I want, Harry?" 



  In which a psychologist falls in love with a unwilling patient with temporal dysplasia.


Hope you guys think it sounds good. Go check it out. BTW if you guys want me to read any of your books comment it below :) 




Slamming the door shut as I exited the room, I feel tears flowing down. Two seconds ago I was giving him a blow job, and now I'm crying. What the hell is wrong with me! I climb down the stairs, my vision blurry. I slipped on, shorts and a t-shirt, tripping blindly, but still moving forward.

I didn't know where I was going but all I knew was that I wanted the escape the scene that had just unfolded I'm front of me. The words still burned in my memory as if someone had stuck a hot poker in my mind. It was the only thing I could fathom, my whole mind had gone blank, all I could focus on was the girl and Harry. 

Soon enough I had made my way out of his mansion and was now standing in the middle of nowhere, the forest outside. For a while now I had wondered what it was, it was so far await looked like a green blur. When I asked Harry he just told me not to go to in there and to just stay away because of the dangerous rabid animal that lurked there. yet as stupid as I was I fund myself right there.

I look around only see tall pines and oaks towering over my in a coat of dark greens. I tried to look  ahead, but it seemed it I literally blindly stumbled into here. My eyes were brought with pitch black, as If someone had turned of the lights. Even the moon's shining light, that I now realized I took for granted, was hampered by clouds. 

It was dark

I was alone

I was lost

So did the only rational thing a teenage girl of my age would do: I cried. I cried and cried and cried until  I was pretty sure I had just created a mini atlantic. But has my sob fest on, my eyes soon started to droop, and I started to stumble, until I fell. 

My back leaned up against some tree, my hair falling in wild tangles around my face. My legs were stretching out, a cool breeze swept across the forest as I leave din hoping the magically it would provide me with warmth. 

I'm going to die

That was my last cheerful thought before I drifted into a deep sleep.


Harry's POV

Everybody makes mistakes, right? Right. And Kendra was mine. I hooked up with her a few months ago for a few days. I was sexually frustrated. I needed someone to help my situation, because my hands weren't enough. I need real skin to skin contact. Something actual really. Someone actually real.

Thats where Kendra belonged. Though she was a natural brunette and had brown eyes, her impeccable Barbie features were not to be ignored. They stood out. They made her look attractive. 

And she turned out to be a complete and total whore who was willing. I wasn't in a relationship and I needed someone to help me, so I thought why not? 

But then she became a creep greedy stalker. At random times of the day asking for me. During Work. With Friends. Alone Time. 

She was always there asking for me, so then I decided to end whatever we had started before it progressed into something bigger.

Then I met Rose and I immediately knew i would no longer have the problems I had before i met Kendra. 

Rose was going to be be mine.

She is mine.

She will forever be mine.

(^^^hahah that sounded stalkerish, woah there harold)




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