Chapter 13

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The sound of rain and thunder wakes me up. I sit up slowly and surprisingly I don't have a headache. Must come from years of practice. I walk into Harry's living room and see him sleeping on the couch. He looks so peaceful and cute. Memories of last night come flooding into my head. I got naked in front of Harry and he touched me but it wasn't because he wanted to, but because I made him. I'm so embarrassed. I shake my head and turn to go outside to Harry's balcony. I notice he has a hammock outside so I lay in it and watch the rain until I fall back asleep again.
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"Flower," a males voice shouts. I turn over in the hammock.

"Flower where are you?" The voice gets closer. The door to the balcony opens and I roll over and pretend I'm sleeping.

"There you are," he sighs in relief. I roll over and look at him.

"Here I am," I say.

"What are you doing out here?" He asks.

"It's storming and I love storms so i came out to watch and the storm put me to sleep," I tell him.

"It's a bit chilly yeah," he says.

"Yes I need a blanket," I tell him. He instantly gets up to grab me a blanket. He looks down and sees my black lace panties and smirks.

"What, stop staring you pervert," I tease.

"Nothing I haven't seen," he joked back. "Actually I've seen a lot more from last night."

"Please stop that's so embarrassing," I tell him and hide under the blanket. He crawls over to me on his knees  and I roll over and look down at him.

"Hey it's okay. Like I said nothing I ain't seen before," he jokes. I push at him to make him fall over.

"That's not funny it's degrading," I tell him.

"Well you surprised me. Those nipple rings were sexy though and that tattoo across your chest was really really hot," he tells me and I blush.

"That makes me feel so much better," I tell him.

"I wouldn't want you to be uncomfortable," he winks at me.

"Stop," I groan.

"Let's talk about it though it's good to talk about," he says.

"What about it?"

"Well did you enjoy it?"

"Obviously if I wanted you to touch my boobs then yes I did," I say.

"Then have you considered my request," he says. I ponder over what I am going to say next. Of course I have thought about it over and over again, but I'm scared.

"Yes," I say. "I have."

"And..."

"I'm scared," I admit.

"Why?" He asks.

"You're going to hurt me," I say.

"I'm not-"

"I'm not experienced or like the other girls you have been with."

"That's what makes you so much more attractive," he says. He runs his hands through his thick beautiful hair.

"Okay I will do it-"

"Oh thank god-"

"But I have rules," I say.

"Okay let's hear them," he says.

"I don't want to have sex first. Don't treat me like I'm just a booty call. I want us to still be friends like we are now. And most importantly you aren't allowed to sleep with anyone else while this goes on. I'm the only vagina you are allowed to be with," I tell him.

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