Harry is my daddy

Offended?

He's giving me water bc I'm thirsty af lmao

I woke up feeling like someone hit me over the head with a brick. This is why I shouldn't drink oh my god.

I pulled my hand out from underneath the pillow and checked my watch. It read 13:46.

Whoops I missed school. The fact that my mum hadn't come to wake me up for it could only mean that she was in the bed of another man, most likely some guy who looked half decent at the local night club she's always at.

My dad wasn't here either, which meant he was on some "business trip" across the country, although he was most likely partying in Ibiza with bleach blonde w.hores looking to make a buck.

My parents didn't really get along much, and in fact, rarely see let alone speak to eachother. They're only still together because they're the power couple on the social ladder. Everyone within a mile radius of nyc envied the business, the big house, the attractive physical traits, and of course, me, the perfect daughter.

After thinking about how f.ucked up the situation of my household was, I decided to get up and find some painkillers, as well as make something to eat.

I grabbed my phone and got out of bed, went to my en suite toilet, and sat down, letting nature take its course.

While I waited for my intestines to do its job, I scrolled through my phone, checking my social media, and looking at my mentions on twitter. I then went on kik, and was about to message my mother, when I came across a name.

@harryS

Who was this? I backtracked to what happened last night, and could only fragment bits and pieces together.

I remember going on Omegle.
He must be someone from Omegle.

Hmm lets see.

You: I'm taking a s.hit as I speak.

I chuckled to myself, and tried to think about who this person was again. I remember him telling me he was 18, and that he moved to nyc, but nothing else really.

It wasn't like me to continue speaking to people from Omegle on other social platforms. This was new to me, and I could only wonder what led me to take his kik in the first place.

It was as I was walking downstairs, freshly showered and make up and hair done, that I felt my phone vibrate in my back pocket.

I set it on the kitchen counter and opened the fridge.

Not much was really edible. There was an egg and half a pint of milk, and the tiniest bit of cabbage.

Like I said, my parents were rarely home, which meant I normally just got take out for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

I sighed and closed the fridge, before opening it again one more time just to make sure I didn't accidentally miss something. Me being me though, nothing magically appeared in the fridge, and so I closed it and went towards the kettle.

As I was making myself a black coffee (A/N: this is literally all i have nowadays it's so bad omg), I heard my phone vibrate again. I grabbed it and checked to see two new notifications from kik.

I picked up the mug of coffee and sat at the breakfast bar while opening the two new messages from that guy, Harry or whatever.

@harryS: that's disgusting what the fuck? Who is this?

@harryS: wait is this the girl I was talking to on Omegle yesterday night?

His reaction was hilarious.

You: yeah it is lol.

You: and it's not disgusting everyone's gotta do it bro

I exited the app, and opened up the camera. The only thing that actually gave me some sort of pleasure in this world was the 24k followers I had on Instagram. Although I sound self absorbed, and maybe a little narcissistic, I enjoyed the fact that people enjoyed my pictures.

Again, the fame first came from the family business, but who's to say I'm not also a star contribute in upholding the family's appearance?

I gained 147 followers 3 minutes after posting my morning selfie, and my ego only grew as I read through the comments.

A notification from kik popped up, explaining that I had a new message.

I clicked on it.

@harryS: it's just the way you said it so suddenly without a hello and such, I don't know

You: formalities r just a bullshit excuse 2 pretend u r someone u r most likely not tbh. I didn't wanna say hello, WATCHA GONNA DO ABT IT??

I got a reply almost straight away.

@harryS: you're a little bit rude aren't you? I think I liked you better drunk.

You: I like me better drunk 2 tbh

@harryS: please for god's sake stop texting like that

You: or what?

@harryS: I'll spank you

I held my breath for a second as I read and re-read what was just written to me.

Spank?

Wow.

My fingers hovered over the phone as I tried to figure out how to reply. Do I go along with it? Act casual? Ignore him?  This wasn't the first time someone had made suggestive comments towards me, but this time it definitely felt different.

You: u into that freaky shit?

Was that rude? Was I meant to say something else. Before I could even switch off my phone I got another message.

@harryS: is there a problem with that 'freaky shit'?

Oh crap.

You: no no not at all, I didn't mean it like that, honestly. I'm rlly sorry.

You: I'm into it too.

Was I? I don't know. I mean yes the thought of it does make something inside me stir, but i didn't think anything of it. Not until now anyway. I could just be saying it to make him feel better though.

@harryS: oh really?

You: I think so.

@harryS: you think so?

@harryS: would you like me to help you find out?

I had to close my eyes for a second and process this.

And why the hell am I smiling?

You: is that ur attempt 2 get into my pants? Bc that was v v weak.

You: even for u.

@harryS: I'm offended

You: soz bby

@harryS: bby? What the hell does that mean?

You: what're u, 30? Bby is short for baby lmao

He didn't reply after that. Maybe he was busy, or maybe he was offended. I was a little sad that he stopped replying, but I shouldn't be. There's nothing to be sad about.

HE DIDNT REPLY BC HE RLLY IS 30 IN THIS STORY OOOOO OMG LMAO

Btw I know a lot of u are gonna say shit about this kid taking selfies and talking about Instagram and stuff but like,,,,, idc.

I want to show how she's a kid who cares about the superficial idk u wait and see

Shameless self promo btw go follow me on Instagram It's: @l.chent :))