Chapter 6
After Harry left and I took a well deserved shower I also covered up the bruise with some make-up then I spent the whole day texting sum friends and watching Netflix and omg can I just say Evan Peters is so fucking hot in season one of American Horror Story and in the second he lost his touch tbh like in the first he was the stoner boyfriend of my dreams and now he's whatever but I haven't seen the third season yet but if Evan peters in it I'm down bitchez
But anyways right now it's 6pm I should probably get ready for my "date" with Harry actually wait no I will not get ready I can't let this guy run my life maybe if I stand up for myself he'll leave me alone but at the same time he could hurt me I mean he's slapped me twice before he might actually beat me this time but no I'm gonna stand up for my self I'm not gonna let the wanker push me down I can do this.
I got off the couch and went into my room since I'm super tired might as well sleep and if Harry comes he'll be locked out anyways so no need to worry!
*hour an a half later*
I woke up to banging noises after a while they stopped then I heard a big boom I ran out of bed and to the living room to find my door on the floor and Harry standing over it with his chest rising up and down rapidly it took a minute for me to realize the bastard knocked my door down!
"Harry what the hell" I screamed "You wouldn't answer the door" he shrugged he fucking shrugged who dafuq does this man think he is "THAT DOESNT GIVE YOU A REASON TO BRAKE MY FUCKING DOOR" I exploded "well if u opened the door this wouldn't have happened now moving on why aren't you dressed" he asked it took me a second to figure out what he was talking about and when I did my face paled and my eyes widened "uh" I froze but quickly contained myself and said an actual sentence "well I told you I wasn't going to go" I said sounding brave although inside I was silently crying "yes but kitten I said you were going SO YOUR FUCKING GOING" his sentence started soft but he then starting screaming i cringed a bit but recovered "well my decision is final so you can go now" I said finding my voice again Harry chuckled but his features were still hard which confused me a hella lot "baby that's cute you think you can do whatever you want" he chuckled again "uh that's cuz I can" I said in a duh tone he just chuckled again like how much does this fucker laugh "baby this was funny but now go get dressed so we can leave" he finally stopped laughing but his fucking smirk was back "and if I don't get dressed" I asked sounding brave although I was extremely scared "I will change you myself babe" he finished with a wink I scoffed "as if" I concluded then continued "now I'm going back to bed" I started walking away but then a pair of arms wrapped around my waist "baby when will you learn" Harry whispered in a deep voice I shivered and he quietly laughed "now baby Daddy's gonna give you one last chance to go and change" Harry said and can I just say he sounded really creepy when he said "daddy" like ew "baby are you gonna go change" he asked I shook my head ok because I was not giving into his creep
Harry sighed he unwrapped his arms from me and I smiled in what I thought was victory but boy was I wrong he then picked me up and threw me over his shoulder I kicked and screamed he smacked my ass "shut up" he hissed I immediately stopped screaming but I still kicked he carried me to my room he threw me on the bed then locked the door "now let's see what you have here" he said walking to the closet I slowly backed away and got off the bed since Harry's back was to me "don't even think about it" he said what does he have eyes on the back of his Fucking head "now go back and sit where i put you or else" he said I sighed and went and sat back down while Harry rummaged through my closet after a while he came back with a red strapless dress with a sweetheart neckline that came up a bit lower then mid-thigh he set it on the bed next to me and then he grabbed a pair of black stilettos he turned to me "change" he said I shook my head he sighed but quickly covered that with a big creepy smile he slowly walked towards me and I quickly moved to the back of the bed but Harry grabbed my ankle and pulled me to the edge he yanked my shirt off before I could even move he smirked he picked me up again bridal style I tried wiggling loose but he couldn't have it he glared at me and I quickly stopped simply because his slaps fucking hurt
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