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SEVENTEEN.

I woke up to the feeling of silk sheets and the smell of warm vanilla and something kind of spicy. This definitely didn't feel like my bed or my room. I rolled over and found another body next to mine. Harry.

That woke me up. My eyes shot all the way open. Since when did I sleep over at his house? My parents didn't even know where I was! I wanted to jump out of bed and go home but I didn't want to wake up Harry, quietly breathing, causing his chest to slowly rise and fall with each breath.

I found my phone on the nightstand next to me and quickly texted Jessica, asking her if my parents tried to contact her at all.

Jess: yeah, they called asking where you were. I told them you were sleeping over here. You definitely owe me a favor and an explanation! First you cancel on me and then disappear!

Me: I'm so sorry! I'm with a guy. Just a one night stand. Don't worry. We'll go shopping together soon and I'll buy you all the Starbucks you want!

I still couldn't tell her about Harry. I didn't want her to get all in my business, even though she was my best friend. I set my phone down and rolled over to face Harry.

I shifted around in the bed and noticed I was completely naked! Memories from last night started flooding into my mind.

Harry groaned from beside me and looked over with a sleepy expression. He looked almost boyish and youthful. "Good morning, angel." He smiled.

"Harry did we have sex last night?" I bluntly asked, still not recalling everything from the night prior.

He rubbed his eyes and chucked lowly. "No, but we can if you want to."

I playfully hit him on the chest, causing him to whine and move away from me. "Ow that hurt!"

"Don't be so perverse Harry."

"Says the one who was screaming 'daddy' last night and pulling my hair."

My cheeks burned while he just smirked at my reaction.

"My parents are gonna kill me." I said with a sigh. He sat up on the pillow and leaned on one arm, facing me and giving me a good view of his torso.

"I'm sorry. It's my fault. You were just so tired yesterday, even though it wasn't even late. Probably because I made you cum so hard."

"Hey! What did I say?"

He laughed again. "Right, sorry. I'm just speaking the truth!"

I moved closer to him and laid my head on the pillow he was propped up on. "My friend covered for me, so it's fine, but they're probably going to start getting suspicious if I do stuff like this all the time."

His free hand started stroking through my mildly tangled hair, tugging at the little knots. "I wish your parents weren't such a big obstacle."

"Me too." I agreed.

We laid there in the quiet for a little while longer while he stroked my hair. I really didn't want to move. For once I felt at peace and safe next to a boy. I started feeling strange feelings I've never felt before, I think I really really liked him.

"We should get up." Harry announced. I just groaned in response and buried my head in the crook of his arm. "Angel, I have to get ready for work." I sighed and let him get out of bed. I watched his tanned body walk across the room and into the connected master bathroom.

He popped his head around the door and said "when I'm done showering I expect you to be up and out of bed."

I pouted back and nodded, knowing I wouldn't listen anyways. His bed was so soft and comfy. It even smelled like him. I laid back down and nuzzled into the pillow.

After drifting into a half state of consciousness, I was awoken by Harry's voice. "Angelica, what did I say?" He suddenly ripped the sheet of my body causing a rush of cool air hit my bare body. Goosebumps crept onto my skin. I felt so exposed so I moved into a position where I was covering as much as possible.

"No need to cover up for me, I already saw it all." He smirked. "Now get up you little monkey!" He snapped his fingers.

I reluctantly crawled out of bed and put back on my underwear from last night. Harry handed me a hoodie to wear that went down to almost my knees. Even the sweatshirt smelled delightfully like him.

.........

Later that morning, Harry dropped me off at home and I successfully snuck into my room without any problems.

I pulled off Harry's soft hoodie and threw it onto my bed. I stared at my reflection in my vanity mirror. My pale skin was covered in purple bruises. I let a finger trace over them. I used to think of them as dirty and slutty but now they looked more like art to me.

I couldn't deny I liked Harry anymore, I really liked him but there was no way I could be with him, it just wasn't appropriate.

There was a quick knock at my door. "Angelica, honey, can I come in?" My dad's voice sounded through the door.

"One second!" I yelled back, while pulling on a pair of jeans and a tee shirt.

I yanked open the door and revealed my father with his arms crossed, he didn't look very happy. He walked in and sat down in my desk chair, gesturing for me to sit somewhere as well.

"What were you doing at my office building late a few days ago?" He stated bluntly.

I sat down on the edge of my bed, while holding back any signs of complete shock. I was busted.

"I um- was looking for you, Mom wanted me to give you a message." I lied.

He didn't look like he bought it. "Why couldn't she have just texted me?"

"She lost her phone."

He shook his head. "Stop lying to me Angelica, I know this is about Harry."

My eyebrows furrowed in both confusion and anger. How did he know it was Harry? When I didn't reply right away, he kept pushing on.

"Why in the world are you sneaking around with my boss? He's nearly 10 years older than you and much more mature."

"Dad- it's not like that."

"Not like what? What do you think he possibly sees in you besides a toy or a child. You're just a mere child to him and he's using you, can't you see that?"

Tears started welling up in my eyes. I wasn't just a toy to him. He had passion for me!

"How dare you say that?" I raised my voice at my stern father.

"How dare I say what? The truth? I'm trying to protect you! You're my daughter and I won't allow this to happen! Do you have any idea what kind of person he is?" He nearly shouted.

When I didn't answer, he just continued. "Oh you don't do you? Well let me tell you, everyone in the whole office knows he sleeps with almost every woman who walks into his doors. We can hear him! God he has absolutely no control! He's just a womanizer, sex-crazed, addict!"

"Just leave already." I said, tears running down my cheeks. I turned away from him and laid down on my bed, next to Harry's hoodie.

I listened as he got up and slammed my bedroom door shut, but not before saying "Don't say I didn't warn you!"

What would happen between Harry and I now? Everyone my father just said- was that true? He had so much money and power, women were probably all over him. I really was just a child...

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