Three years ago:
Harry was the older brother of Lottie, a typical fifteen year old, who spent most of her time playing twenty one dares with her friends in the playground. Fortunately, or unfortunately as some may whisper, she hadn't grown up from her childish phase yet, but this weekend she would.
This weekend would be her sixteenth birthday, meaning she would have many of her friends come to sleep over at her house.
Harry did not like this, being the older brother meant he had to babysit his sister and their friends.
At his 'old' age of seventeen, he was invited to parties and if he wasn't at the parties, he would be fucking his girlfriend to the early hours of the morning.
Of course, his parents were at home to help, but it was his sisters birthday, and he wouldn't miss it for the world.
And he especially wouldn't miss his opportunity to see Pandora.
Pandora was a year older than Lottie, meaning that she was yet to turn seventeen. She would turn seventeen in a month and a few days. The girls managed to steal a few bottles from their parents, though.
Pandora had been Lottie's best friend since the small age of 2. Although their mothers had known each other for much longer, the only first memories of Panda and Lottie were vaguely remembered from this age.
Of course, boys are immature at any age, but in the early childhood of each of these youngsters, they would usually include each other in their games, be it any game.
Obviously Harry only liked Panda as a childhood friend, and he liked all of Lottie's other friends equally, it is just that Panda was extremely comfortable around her, and never whispered to Lottie how adorable Harry was.
Lottie was sitting in the lounge room with six of her friends, including Pandora. They had been sitting in a circle for roughly twenty minutes playing truth or dare, thinking of the craziest things they could, whilst sinking the bottles earlier smuggled.
"Truth or dare?" Lara muttured to Panda, tossing her the bottle. She secretly hoped that Panda chose a truth.
Panda smirked, giving them the sign for a dare. This time, Panda would not be the first one to lose this game. She was in it to win it.
After a minute or so deciding on her dare the five girls surrounded her, smiling wickedly.
"After a little discussion," Josie spoke softly, "we have came up with your dare, which may, or may not, prize you out of the game." Pandora just nodded, waiting to receive the 'ruthless' dare.
"We want you to run around with your top off." Now, Pandora wasn't entirely sure with this dare. She was a little bit conscious of her small and perky breasts. Her eyes shifted down.
"I-I don't know." She muttered, looking down and clutching the end of her t-shirt.
"C'mon Pands, it will be a laugh." Said someone.
"Yeah, if you do this, you automatically win." Panda's ears pricked up at the words of 'win'. She had never won before.
The intoxication Panda felt clouded her mind. Pivoting in her pink socks, she turned to the girls.
Before anybody could speak, her t-shirt had been pulled off and she was ready to go.
But little did she know that Harry was about to check on them.
He walked down the stairs quietly, noticing the strange silence coming from the living room.
He clutched onto the long barrier, trying not to disturb the girls if they were asleep.
Just then a rupture of laughter emitted from the living room as a half naked Panda ran out of the room and straight into Harry.
Both of them stood frozen, unsure of what to do.
Panda clutched her small boobs and screamed, running into the living room, as Harry stood there, as still as a statue, unsure of why she was half naked.
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sweetheart // h.s a.u
Fanfiction"It was his objective to call Pandora his." -adult content- -read at your own risk-