Not so innocent 2// h.s.

Chapter 7

(Susan's POV)

"I was told to bring you down to Professor Laynwood. He would like to speak to you," the guard says as he enters my cell.

I nodded in return as I stood up and walked alongside the guard down the hallway.

Professor Laynwood is the head of this prison. He's one of the most strict people here and it's so annoying. I know why I'm in here don't remind me.

He always had to make me feel more miserable than I already do.

As we arrived to his office, the guard plopped me into a chair facing the professor across his desk.

"Hello Susan," he said, stacking papers into a pile.

"Hi," I say rolling my eyes. "You wanted to see me?"

He nodded.

"Since you have been here twice and still did not learn your lesson, I thought that I should put you in weekly therapy sessions. So you get to express how you're feeling and find out why you feel the way you feel."

My eyes widened.

"What are you crazy? There's no way I'm going to some stupid ass therapy sessions every week. I'm not that insane," I argued.

"Susan," he began.

"you have attempted murder and escaped prison. If that's not crazy to you, well then I don't know what is. But all I know is from your past and present actions, this is necessary for you."

I rolled my eyes.

"Whatever. Don't expect me to change."

"I expect you to get better. Not to change. Ok Michael you can take her back to her cell."

The guard grabbed my arm and brung me to my feet. Then we both walked out of the office door, back to my cell.
I sighed as he unblocked my handcuffs and locked my cell door behind him.

"Fuck this. I don't have to take therapy I'm not that crazy!" I whispered.

(Harry's POV)

A few hours later...

Everything is set up perfectly. Absolutely perfect I love it. I hope Ari does too.

I'm in my tux right now and I think I look good. Again, I hope Ari does too. I have to tell her I'm coming to pick her up. 

I pulled out my phone and dialed her number.

(Ari's POV)

My phone buzzed.

It was Harry.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hey gorgeous. So I was wondering if we could have a little night out just you and me. Does tonight sound good?" He asks.

I smile.

"Yeah it sounds great."

"Awesome. Wear something nice too." He said.

Was this about the prom ask?

"Ohhh okay. I'll be ready in about an hour. Love you."

"Love you too."

We both hung up.

Oh well I'll know what it is when I'm there. I also need to find something to wear. I don't wanna wear my prom dress because I don't wanna ruin it. But I'm sure I'll find something nice in my closet.

I checked and slid down hanger to hanger on the rack until I found a dress hanging up. It was red and silky with a string to tie in the front.

I grabbed it off of the hanger rack and put it on a chair in my room as I searched my closet for a pair of heels as well.

I found my old plain black ones from last year and threw them by the dress.

I grabbed my phone to see what time it was. It was currently 6:00. Harry's probably gonna be here around 7. I have to hurry and get my hair makeup ready!

I ran into my bathroom and put on mascara with eyeliner as I straightened my hair and put a little blush on.

Hair and makeup was set and now all I had to do was put my outfit together. I walked back into my room and picked up the dress and threw it on carefully not to mess up my hair or smudge my makeup.

Then I grabbed the pair of black high heels and stepped into each shoe.

I made my way back to the bathroom and looked into the full body mirror on the side of the door. I looked great. I love it. And I hope Harry will too.

(Harry's POV)

I was ready but I wanted to do a little more.

I wanted to write Ari a poem. I had time and it would be a perfect scene. I'll throw my prom ask in there! Yeah!

Okay I'm good at writing so I can do this.

I walked over to my desk and whipped out a pencil and a piece of paper and started to think.

It all came to me at once.

"My poem today you." I wrote at the top.

"Ari, you are my world and you are my sun, never have I thought you weren't the one. We've been through so lots, we've been strong, we've been in tough knots but they weren't long. So here I ask of you is it wrong? If I want to take you to prom?"

"Nailed it," I quietly whispered to myself.

I folded the note and put it into my pocket. 

I hope he likes it.

Who am I kidding? I hope she loves it.

(AUTHORS NOTE)

OMG GUYS IM SORRY I HAVENT UPDATED IN 10 DAYS I'VE BEEN DOING SO MUCH AND I HAVE BEEN SO BUSY I AM SORRY!!!

BUT I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS CHAPTER!! -ally xx