COMPULSIVE

Chapter 6

A/N: I did not specify in the summery, but this story contains smut and detailed sexual content plus lots of swearing and some words that you may consider inappropriate. IF YOU DO NOT FEEL COMFORTABLE READING THOSE PARTS PLEASE DO NOT READ THEM, SKIP TO THE NEXT CHAPTER UNTIL THINGS ARE PG13. I will try to put up a warning at the beginning of those explicit chapters, but where's the surprise in that?:) so I guess this is your warning.. just use context clues lmao.

Anyways! Enjoy:)

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I sat there twitching and fidgeting trying to come back from what he had just said to me  and to come out and tell him my age. But instead I just sat there, worming in my seat. I don't know why I was acting this way, he asked me a simple question, how old are you? Come on Sabrina get it together. How fucking old are you?

"I'm uh- 27" I say taking a sip of my iced sweet tea that was brought to me.

"Ah, very successful that you are at such a young age."

"You too" I say raising my eyebrows and forcing a smile on my face.

"Well I started at a very young age and have had plenty of time to build I guess, but you.. You probably got a four-year degree, got out of college at 22 and worked at some internship for at least a year and then you got a paying job as a real estate agent, worked there for a year, and finally at 24, you decided to open up your own business and that barely picked up after 2 years. So 3 years later from opening it up, you are here with it, and very successful." He honestly spoke. Did he just?

"Wow um-"

"I said probably." He quickly interrupted

"I Uh- I think that you've got me all figured Harry."

"Really?" He spoke in a rather high pithed tone

"Yeah, that basically sums me all up. Are you sure you didn't do any research before this date-" I cut myself off

Fucking hell Sabrina! Did you just call this a date oh my- Well maybe he didn't notice

Of course he noticed, he's been focusing on every word that came out of me

"I uh- I eugh- I mean- eh, ugh." I was drowning. "It's not a date! Silly me haha" I said hysterically waving my arms in the air. Whew.

"You can call it whatever you want Sabrina." He says while eyeing me down

"Um.. I think-"

"I'm kidding!" He's saying after noticing my uncomfortableness "There's no need to label the time that we spend together."

Time? Would there be more time?

"And no, of course I didn't look you up-"

"good because I doubt you would find anything" I chuckled out

"-Whatever happens happens, but just to uh- to let you know, I personally, am not looking for anything like that of the sorts. I- um, I don't know if you are but uh- yeah like I said, whatever happens-"

"Harry, it's fine!" I say chuckling " I'm sorry for saying that this was a.. date, it slipped. I didn't mean it that way."

"Ah great!" He says scratching the back of his head

Now he was being the weird one.

We shortly got our meals and devoured them. Well I devoured mine at least. I hadn't eaten breakfast, so I was rather famished by lunch time. I had no problem eating in front of Harry. Surprisingly. Some girls find it hard to eat in front of their dates- I mean men, especially a living rock star. Not me. Why would I hold back on such a natural thing? What? I used my manners of course! So there's nothing to worry about.