His Princess

Birthday

Skyla P.o.v

"Happy Birthday" someone screamed waking me from my peaceful slumber. I slowly opened my eyes to come face to face with my mother.

"Happy 17th Skyla, my baby's getting so big" my mother cooed

"Mummm i'm not a kid any more" I pouted

"Yess you are" my mother scolded

"Anyways, time to get up your favourite breakfast is on the table" mother said

"Okay thanks mum" I responded

I stretched my body as I slowly rolled of my bed. My feet hit the fluffy rug as I stretched my arms and yawned. Sunlight peered through my curtains. I walked over to my bathroom that was joint to my bedroom. I turned on my shower turning it on to the hottest setting. The steam filled the air as I took off my clothes . I softly started humming a random tune, as I washed my body with soap. I lathered cherry shampoo and conditioner in my hair and rinsed it out. Draco loved the smell of Cherry for some weird reason. I turned the shower off and grabbed my fluffy towel and wrapped it around my body. I slowly opened my bathroom door,

"Ahhhhh" I screamed startled by Draco's presence

"Omg Draco don't do that you scared me" I said

Draco just grinned in response and then took in what I was wearing. A short towel that just reaches mid thigh, with water dripping down my body. He visibly gulped and his eyes darkened, A small growl emitted from the back of his throat. Draco slowly got up from my bed and started walking slowly towards me in a slow predatory stance. Next thing I know he is in front of me with his hands on my hips.

"Happy Birthday princess" he huskily whispered in my ear.

His fingers slowly rubbing my skin through the towel. Even with a towel on I could still feel his heat from his hands. Without a second glance back, he turned around and stalked out of the room.

"Ill be down stairs princess" he huskily said

A sigh left my lips as I turned around. Draco had always been touchy towards me. It had gotten a lot worse since he turned 16. He always had to have some physical contact with my skin at every point at the day. Even in public he wouldn't hesitate to touch me. He also became very possessive over me, not letting me have any friends other than him. I always tried talking to him about that, but he would always get angry saying I just needed him. After that experience I gave up, after all he has been there for me since day one.

I picked out a white crop top as well as black skinny high waisted jeans and some runners. I decided to let my hair dry naturally as it would eventually fall into soft waves. I made my way over to my makeup vanity. I never really felt the need to put makeup on, though my mum still brought me heaps. I had pretty clear skin thankfully, with freckles scattering my cheeks. My eyelashes where naturally long and thick as well as my plump lips. I put a little bit of cherry lip balm on and then made my way downstairs ready for the day ahead.