"Dad." Harry flashed a fake smile.
"Wow. The naughty player Harry Styles brings a girl home."
His voice was as raspy as Harry's, but a lot uglier and older. The old man smirked at me and looked at my clothes.
"With those clothes .. She doesn't look that rich." he laughed.
"Are you a business man or a fashion addict?" I spat at him.Harry reached my waist with his hand and squeezed it.
"This is Demi. My friend from ... Washington." Liar. "She just came and she's gonna stay the night." he fake smiled again.
"Your house, your rules." he blew the cigar again. "Anyway we have to talk."
"Demi, Maria will take you to the living room." Harry spoke loud enough for me to hear after nodding at his father. "We'll talk later. If you're hungry tell her."
"Maria!" he yelled.
A short middle aged woman came rushing.
"Yes, Harry." she smiled softly.
"Take her to the living room." he demanded "And don't ask her questions." he added later.
Maria nodded and opened the door for me.
"Please follow me." she demanded.
Maria led me inside the house. It was huger than I expected. The place smelled nice, a light perfume of just cooked dinner filling the warm air.
"Sit here." she smiled.
I sat myself in a large leather sofa, moving my butt around to get comfortable.
My eyelids were getting heavy. I needed to rest.
I heard the maid mumble some words, but everything was getting blurred.
I closed my eyes, falling into the sweet darkness of sleepiness.~~~~~~
"Wake up!" Maria yelled at me.
I rubbed my eyes and looked around. I was in a king's bed, a huge room in front of me.
Way too different from the couch I were last night.
"You're going shopping!" she yelled pushing away my blanket.
"Shopping?" I was confused.
"Yeah! Harry's taking you." she replied. Harry?
Suddenly the door flung open. Harry ran in with a happy face.
"Still in bed? Rise and fucking shine!" he said before walking out again.
"I got some towels for you." Maria handed me.
"Hey.. Um... I need a pair of-"
"Socks?" she interrupted.
"Actually, shoes..." I spoke a bit embarrassed.
"Sure" She lit up. "Lou forgot a pair here long time ago. Let me just get those for you."I got in the shower and let the hot water water my skin.
Yesterday was the shittiest day ever. And today, I was going shopping. That escalated quickly.
After cleaning up I searched for clothes in my suitcase. Maria had left me some plain black Converse so I found a quick outfit to match them; a tank top, blue checked shirt and black jeans.
I hid the suitcase under the bed and went downstairs.
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Boulevard Of Broken Dreams [ Wattys 2015 ]
FanfictionDεмι ℓ. нαяяү s. NOTE: This book contains explicit content and major character death. If sensitive, please read at your own risk. Demi Lovato is an eighteen years old stuggling severe bipolarity and harm to herself and others. She lives in one of th...