Chapter Three

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I wanted to hide myself under all my blankets like I would as a child when I heard a noise and got scared. But there was no hiding from my over controlling mother especially with her standing in my doorway and scolding me for laying in bed with a boy.

"Mom calm down please, he's just friend." I said while getting up and sitting at the edge of the bed.

"When did you plan on telling me about this friend ?" she sounded disgusted.

Harry sat up on the edge of my bed and faced my mother. The possibilities of things that could come out of his mouth were endless.

"Mrs.Johnson is it? I don't really appreciate you talking about me as if I am an inanimate object. To clear things up here before you start making assumptions, I am a friend of Emma's and my name is Harry. I really don't want to start off on the wrong foot." his facial features were softened and he looked kind and gentle. His hand reached out for my mothers in attempt to make peace.

The pearls for teeth shined through my mother's red tainted lips and she shook Harry's hand as if she just finished a business deal with him. Relief was an immediate emotion after my mother seemed to enjoy Harrys introduction to himself.

"Well I'm sorry for my sudden and rude interruption, Emma can I speak to you outside for a second." she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear revealing her hanging ruby earrings.

I stepped outside with her into the hallway and her fake smile disappeared immediately. That's when my heart sank into my stomach along with all my positive feelings.

"Listen to me. You are at an age now where you are going to meet guys-"

"Mom please not this talk again. I'm in college for christs sake." my cheeks burned and my forehead read embarrassment.

"Emma I just want you to be safe, use protection and know who you truly are inside." her eyes were full of concern and worry.

"I know mom." 

"Okay. I love you. Please stay safe!" she shouted with her heels clicking down the hallway.

Trudging inside, my legs led me back to where Harry was and I crumpled down onto the bed.

"So, we have to use protection?" Harry smiled and poked my stomach.

"Don't even think about it." 

His arms lifted me back up swiftly and my legs folded neatly on the bed.

"What do we do now?" Harry asked while copying my position.

"Learn about each other." my lips folded up into a grin.

Hours flew by and I learned things I would never know about Harry if it wasn't for this conversation. He had a rough childhood, his parents gave him up to an orphanage at birth and he was adopted in and out of homes until twelve because of all the trouble he caused or because of abusive parents. Until, he found one family that put up with his nonsense and taught him right from wrong. The family contained two other adopted children named Oliver and Grace. Grace was adopted when Harry was thirteen and she was fifteen. Oliver was adopted when Harry was sixteen and he was eight. Today, Harry is twenty, Grace is twenty two and Oliver is twelve. Grace works as a travel nurse and goes all over America wherever she is needed. Harry told me about how he wants to major in music and loads of other things I can't recall.

Then it was my turn to tell Harry about my life. He learned how my grandfather died when I was two leaving my father with his millions of dollars and then how my father passed when I was seven because of a stroke leaving my mother with all of his riches. I grew up as an only child with no problems except being bullied about looking like a mouse which didn't really bother me now because I thought puberty did a pretty good job of fixing me. My mother re-married when I was sixteen causing me major distress and thinking that she forgot all about my father which wasn't true gladly and my step-father turned out to be a wonderful man and to this day he still is.

The clock read midnight when we were finally done and Harry started to develop dark circles under his eyes.

"Are we considered friends now that I know about your whole life?" Harry laughed with his dimples deepening.

"I guess you could say that." I said while getting up to grab my pajamas.

Harry stood patiently on my bed with his eyes glowing.

"Harry, this is the part of the night where you leave and I change and go to bed." I joked.

"Can...Can I stay for the night?" he said quietly.

My mind pondered on the possibilities of things that could happen if I let him stay with me for the night.

"But we've only known each other for-"

"I know I know but my dorm is on the other wing and I really want to stay with you tonight. Please?" he looked like a pleading puppy dog you see on the commercials.

"Fine. But turn around while I change. No peeking!" I scolded like a mother with my finger pointed at him.

"No promises." he said as he turned to the wall and covered his eyes.

I faced my closet and grabbed my shirt from the bottom and lifted it up over my head leaving me in a bra and jeans. Before long my jeans were on the floor and a large t-shirt was slipped over my head but it wasn't me who slipped it on.

"Harry what are you-" I turned to him and he pressed his finger to my lips and he was shirtless.

"Sleep in this tonight, for me?" his lip was caught in-between his teeth along with the ring and I couldn't control my mouth so I just nodded.

He lifted me up bridal style and placed me on the bed while he unbuckled his belt and dropped his jeans to the floor. My eyes went wide at the bulge in his pants and he obviously noticed because he chuckled. His black boxers hugged his skin and all the right places and left me clueless on how to react. As he climbed into bed next to me he shut off my main light and left on the dim christmas lights that decorated my room. 

I laid on my side snuggled up close to him, my back to his chest. One of hands rested on my hips and the other stoked my hair. He sang calming lyrics to an indie band I didn't know the name of into my ear which relaxed me immensely. After a while, I began to fall asleep and before I did I heard him whisper something other than band lyrics.

"I think I'm in love." he said in his soft voice and I drifted off to sleep.

Authors Note: Hello this is the first time I'm making an authors note. I just wanted to know what you think of the story so far :) I hope you are all enjoying it. What do you think will happen next? What do you want to see happen :) ? Don't forget to vote and comment down below!

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