Chapter 38: Why would you want to die?

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⚠️Warning⚠️: smut

December 23; the night before Louis's birthday

T'was the night before Christmas Eve, but more importantly it's the night before my birthday. The clock just turned 9pm and for some reason Harry hasn't spoken to me all day and of course I'm in my feelings about it. He hasn't responded to any of my texts or calls, so fuck him. He's single now since he wants to act like it. Bitch.

I've been binge watching Netflix all day by my lonesome self and stuffing my face with well deserved snacks. I can't believe I'm turning 18 in 2 hours. I'll be practically an adult, but I know my parents will still treat me like a baby.

When Harry decides to finally stop ignoring me, I swear I'm not talking to him. He's gonna have to beg me.

I'm currently rolling around in my bed trying to get comfy when my phone dings indicating I have a new text. I blindly search for my cracked up phone, that was hidden underneath a pillow. My cracked screen lights up displaying a text from, 'Daddy.'

Daddy: Come outside let's go for a drive

So, he ignores me all day, then expects me to just do whatever he says.

I texted him back saying, "no."

"Make sure you wear something comfy," he responded back, completely ignoring the fact that I said no.

Me: Leave me alone 😑

Him: Hurry up 😘

Me: No I'm being serious go away

Him: Why are u being like this

Me: I don't like you right now I don't want to talk to you

Him: u don't have to talk to me I just want to see u

Me: I don't want to see you either

Him: u better be out here in the next 10 minutes

I left him on read and continued to watch Netflix. Fuck him. Actually... we haven't fucked in like a month, so maybe I can get him to fuck me tonight. The last time we had sex was on Thanksgiving! I know right, that's a long ass time! Harry has been extremely busy with his gang stuff, so he'd either be really tired and not feel like doing anything, or I just wouldn't be in the mood. I have sucked his dick every now and then, but that's the furthest we'd get. When I'm done sucking him off he'd fall asleep because he's tired and has been working all day, but I never got mad, I just cuddled up to him and went to sleep too. We don't always have to have sex. Being in his presence is enough for me.

But, today I'm feeling really horny, so let me go get some dick. Ugh, fuck my hormonal teenage ways. I'm supposed to be mad at him! I begrudgingly got out of my bed and picked out a cute comfy outfit. I chose black Adidas leggings with a matching black long sleeve's crop top, with of course the white Adidas Superstars sneakers with the black stripes.

I decide to take a quick shower even though I already took one earlier today. I just want to make sure my booty is squeaky clean. I'm glad I shaved earlier, now my skin is baby smooth. After I'm done getting ready, I make my way to the front door, but I don't make it out because my parents are in the living room watching TV.

"Uh, where do you think you're going?" My dad's voice stopped me.

"Out," I said.

"Obviously, but out where, smarty?" My mom said.

"Just out with Harry," I said, my voice lowering as I finished my sentence.

"Mhm and what are you and your boyfriend planning on doing at this time of night?" My dad said.

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