Precious // h.s

three

Evelyn~

"Whoa!" My friend Violet exclaims as I meet her in a café. "You can barely afford rent. When did you become Kylie Jenner? Did you win the lottery?" She narrows her eyes and throws all of these questions at me.

I laugh and shake my head. I take a seat next to her and clasp my hands together over the table. I shouldn't tell her because then she'll want to meet Harry and when she does, it'll all go downhill from there.

I wonder if I should go back to Harry's house tonight. Does he want me to return? I shake off the thought for now and pay attention to my friend. My focus on her for now, not giving anything away. I wonder if Harry will tell people about us, and if he does, can I do the same?

"No, but seriously, can I have one of your bracelets?" Violet asks.

"If you give me seven thousand." I snort and her eyes literally pop out of her head.

"Someone's got themselves a sugar daddy!" She sarcastically singsongs.

Oh, you have no idea... I breathe out an uncomfortable laugh because she just mentioned that.

"I'm only kidding." She clarifies. "I already ordered us lattes and croissants, if that is okay."

"Yeah, perfect." I smile.

My phone obnoxiously buzzes in my new handbag. I put my purse on the table and fish it out.

"A new purse, too? What the fuck. You did win the lottery!" Violet exclaims, a little too loud.

I ignore her, not making eye contact and check my phone. I have two new messages from Harry. I slide my screen to read them.

[harry] baby

[harry] where are you

How is he so comfortable and confident in calling me these nicknames, already? I mean, yeah, okay, we had sex and he was so forward and comfortable with it. It's gonna take some readjustment time in my part.

[evelyn] I'm with my friend, I already told you this

[harry] are you coming back today?

[evelyn] yeah, and since I'm never gonna be at my apartment, I'm just gonna drop the rent and move everything back to my parents

[harry] live with me

Already? Whoa, flattering, but no way.

[evelyn] it's fine thank you though

[harry] I'm being serious, I could call someone to discard all your things and move them back to your parents and we'll buy you whatever you need for when you're with me

[evelyn] okay, but I can't live with you all of the time

[harry] I know, we'll stick to a schedule or something

"Hello," Violet snaps her fingers at me and startles me from my texting.

I look up and haven't even noticed our food was here. My drink is probably already cold. I look at Violet' food and she's finished. I quickly eat as she tells me a story of her encounter with a boy at the mall.

I take mental notes that I need to tell my parents I'm moving everything back into their house. I'll text them when I'm in the car on the way back to Harry's. I shouldn't even worry about moving either because Harry's got it all covered. He's doing to much for me.

"So, thought about getting a job?" Violet asks me.

I shake my head, "do you not know how lazy I am?"

"Of course I do. I've known you since high school."

"Then, why'd you ask? I say, biting into my biscuit.

"Just wondering because I got this awesome job and my assistant is so hot. Sometimes I catch myself staring at him and I don't even realise I do." She speaks, quickly.

"Hot assistant?"

Wow...that'd be nice if I already didn't have a job being used as a sex toy! But I mean, I do get paid an insane amount through gifts.

"Yeah, you should see him. He's like Dave Franco, the twin brothers that are hot." Violet gushes over him.

"Nice, but if you fuck him, you're fired." I laugh and she joins in.

"I'll try and contain myself."

"And make sure he tries not to fuck you."

When I'm finished eating, Violet has already paid, we get up from our seats and hug each other goodbye. It was nice reuniting with her. I haven't hung out with her in a while and I'm glad we got to catch up.

After letting my parents know, and getting their okay, it's back to Harry's fucking mansion. I still want to know how he gets all of this money? Do his parents just willingly give it to him?

I like being with Harry and he doesn't actually make me call him 'daddy' which is good because I would feel so uncomfortable if I had to. I'd be even more uncomfortable to face my real father.

I cruise down the roads with my car cranked up and my phone plugged into the aux. I could also live by myself. What am I saying? I did live by myself before I even met Harry. He's changing me too much. I turn up my music and just drive.

I arrive and walk inside, not even bothering to ring the bell. I know, how rude of me? Harry appears to meet me halfway from where I'm walking to and smiles. He hugs me around my waist and places a wet kiss on my lips.

Wow, a girl could get used to this kind of embrace.

"Welcome back." Harry says to me and I grin at him.

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