"Your mine Madison. All mine." Harry growled into my ear. A soft moan escaped my lips as his deep husky voice vibrated through my body.
"Prove it." I panted, running my hands through his messy, brown mangled hair. He bit his swollen red lips looking...
"I got a." I started. "Drum roll please." Silence occurred as my family gathered around me to see what I had got for my mock exams. "C in English." I revealed, looking up to see my father unimpressed.
"It's okay dear, carry on." My mother reassured.
"A in maths!" I exclaimed. My mother's eyes lit up in excitement.
"Good." My father stated blandly. "Continue."
"That's amazing sweetie." My mom got up from the couch to kiss me on the cheek and returned to her seat.
"A in science." I smiled. My mother clapped, and my dad just nodded.
"A in art, A in French, A in dance, and an A in history." My mother smiled the biggest of smiles and my father continued with the nodding. I looked at him, pouting. "Father are you not proud of my achievements?" I asked him sadly. He always had the highest expectations of the two.
"Of course I am sweetie, but it's just the English I'm concerned with." He replied, hand massaging his stubble, pondering to our view from the city.
"Well done darling." My mother cheered giving me a hug. I smiled into her neck and hugged her back. Someone actually acknowledged my hard work.
"A tutor." My father randomly announced, once he had finally come out of his trance.
"Pardon?" I said to him shocked.
"I'm booking you a tutor Madison, you'll start tonight so be ready." My dad randomly stated. I looked at my mom and she shrugged, kind of telling me to 'just go with it'. I went to my room to get dressed into suitable clothing. I quickly chucked on a long light pink hoodie which went down just before my knees and a pair of long white socks which passed my knees. My father had quite a loud, booming voice so I proceeded to listen to what he was saying through my door.
"Yes." He said casually, with seriousness in his voice. "She's 15 and she'll be doing her exams this time next year so I need this tutor to be extra special." He then spoke. "Perfect. 6:00pm? Okay. Thank you." My father finished off. I ran to my laptop desk chair as I heard his footsteps approaching. "Madison?" He called out.
"Yes daddy?" I answered, running back up to open the door.
"Your tutor will be here by 6:00pm which is in two hours so I need something appropriate for you to wear." He explained thoroughly. I nodded obediently.
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"I look like a doll." I giggled, looking at myself in the mirror. My dad had picked out a causal white short sweater, a plaid pink skirt and lastly some long white knee high socks. I topped it off with putting my long brown hair into a high ponytail, which hung all the way past my back.
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I heard the doorbell ring so I quickly went to my laptop desk again to make it look like I was occupied when I really wasn't. Now two loud voices could be heard so I ran back up to ease drop. The other mans voice I was hearing was smooth like silk. British. I gushed over his voice, but quickly snapped out of it realising that it was probably my tutor. A firm knock was planted into my door. I opened it to reveal and tall curly dark haired man. I looked up at his staggering height, my eyes widening at the beautiful godlike sight.
"Good evening. Madison right?" He spoke. The way his British accent said my name made me weak at my knees.
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