-Harry's P.O.V-
"Harry!" I groaned when I felt my best mate jump on me and shaking me awake.
"Ugh... What, Louis?" I asked him and yawned. I gagged when his finger touched the back of my mouth. I got tears in my eyes and the worst is, I can't close my mouth like this. I pushed him away and he began cackling. That idiot loves to shove his fingers down my throat when I yawn, making me gag and cry.
"I'm becoming Ivory's submissive for real now. Look." Louis held up a paper. It was a contract. My eyes widened.
"Are you sure about this?" I asked him. He nodded eagerly and pointed to where he had already signed his name.
"It's now or never. I can't go back there without paying now." He shrugged and then got off my bed. "Did you find anyone?" he asked me and put the papers in a big envelope. He licked it and then closed it, writing something on it.
"No, I think I'm staying out of that lifestyle. Not my thing." I shook my head. He shrugged and then I followed him. I threw the big envelope down the mail shack. You simply just throw it down there and the mailman will pick it up and deliver it. It's one of the good things in this flat.
"Why? It even pays. Ivory will pay for my clothes, food, and everything now. I don't have to work anymore, cause she pays me," Louis said and I raised my eyebrow now.
"Like a prostitute?" He crinkled his nose up at the word.
"Kind of, but that sounds bad, Haz," Louis said and pulled out a bag from the bakery. He took out two big boxes and slid one to me. "Breakfast." He winked.
I opened it and found warm buns and a piece of cake and cookies. I grinned and then dug in on the delicious food. I also got a chocolate frap without coffee but with whipped cream from Starbucks. It's my favorite. I just love the whipped cream there.
When I entered the shoe store I pulled out my wallet to see how much money I really had. My eyes caught a white envelope. I opened it up and found a letter.
To Harry
Buy some decent new shoes...
-Aimee
I looked and my eyes widened at the amount of money that was there. I shook my head and then began walking around the store. I picked out a pair of white Converse and some brown boots. I paid without any problem and then I began walking again.
I passed a Starbucks but backed up and went in. I got to the front and recognized the person there.
"Harry, right?" The tiny blonde asked.
"Snow, right?" I asked back. She giggled and nodded.
"Yeah. I haven't seen you around the last couple of days... Didn't you like it?" she asked me.
"Er... I don't know. I don't think it's for me." I shrugged.
"Okay, what can I get for you?" Snow said.
"A large chocolate cream, please," I ordered. It's still my favorite. If you didn't know, it's the same as chocolate frap without coffee, but with cream. It's just what you say to order it. So yeah... You probably knew that.
"Okay. Are you staying or going?" she asked me before going to make it.
"Staying."
"Okay, do you mind if I join you for my break?" she asked me hesitantly. I shook my head and went to sit down. She soon came with my order and a vanilla frap for herself.
She sat opposite me by the window and smiled.
"Why do you think it's not for you?" Snow asked, breaking the silence.
"Because it's kind of weird and strange. I don't get why you have to use all the toys and stuff." I shrugged. She slowly nodded. "How did you get into this all?" I asked her.
"Uhm... Well... Aimee and I are quite good friends actually. We went to high school together and she's very good at it and offered me practice, so I accepted and I like it," Snow explained with a slight blush. She seems so innocent it's weird to think she's into BDSM. "Don't you like it because of what happened five days ago? On Thursday?"
"You saw that?" I asked her, embarrassed. She giggled and nodded.
"Yeah. You shouldn't be embarrassed. You should be honored you got her to do it. Aimee is like the president of BDSM," Snow said, quite proudly, while smiling.
"Really?" She nodded. "How?"
"She owns the hotels. Meewi. It's the end of her first name and beginning of her surname. Aimee Williams. She's rich as hell but does it all for fun. She doesn't take money to practice her family and friends and she pays for everything there. Toys, beddings, lighting, food, anything that's there. She's a real busy business lady. She owns the BDSM hotel and it's in many cities. She originally started one in Seattle, since that's where she's from. Then it just spread and she has over 200 hotels now," Snow told me and my eyes only widened.
"But she's like... 25," I said in disbelief.
"I know. But Aimee gets what she wants." She shrugged then finished her drink. "I'll see you around, bye." She waved and then hurried to the back. I took my cup and left the small coffee shop. I walked and arrived at work. I got indoor and shrugged on my vest then started working as per usual.
People, this is how you live when you decide to drop out of school and move to New York....
