PROMISCUITY

Chapter 11

Rose's car on the side or top and night changes because that video is the amazing!!!!!!!!! And Harry was being stupid as usual.

There is nothing more fulfilling that waking up raw and sore between your legs. It implicates that the night before you had some hardcore rough and astonishing intercourse with another being, and who doesn't like that. As my eyes flutter open, I feel sweat trickling down my forehead and the undying heat that overtook my body. I was hot, way too fucking hot.

It took me sometime to fully awaken, but when I do, I see a messy mop of brown curls and I felt breathing on my neck, signaling that Harry was still asleep. I reached down on the floor in searched for my phone in the pile of discarded clothes on the floor. I finally find it and read the time that written on the screen. I groaned as I see it is only 8, but I have to get up, go home, get cleaned up, and meet my father for birthday breakfast.

I slowly remove the sleeping figure from me and processed to get dressed. I opened my purse and took out my 'Sleepover panties' that I always carry when I feel as if I won't be going back to my apartment that night. I slip on my white tights that went with my costume from last night and Harry's flannel. The flannel stopping around mid-thigh. I didn't feel like taking the walk of shame in my Halloween ensemble.

I scurry into the en suite and opened the medicine cabinet. I spot a bottle of Advil and take out 2. I find a pack of small white cups and fill it with water. I walk back into the room and set the medication and water on the night stand. I search for Harry's phone, which was in the front pocket of his tight jeans and placed it on the night stand as well. I text a quick message saying I had to go and waited till his phone vibrated stating he received my message. The phone finally buzzed and I picked up the rest of my stuff and exit the room.

As I walk downstairs, I see red cups scattered everywhere and a few stray bodies. I feel bad for whatever want to be frat boy has to clean this up for his hazing, but it wasn't my problem.

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An hour later, I was finally dressed and ready to go. I get into my car and blast the heater. The Texas weather has made a turn for the worst, but I sort of loved it. This was the closes thing to cold so far for Texas, and I wanted to enjoy it while it lasted.

After getting home, I took a shower and slipped on black leggings and kept Harry's red flannel on. I also put on brown knee high boots with white knee high socks peeking out of the top and a black scarf around my head.

"Hi dad" I said sitting down in the seat across from him in the small café.

"Morning" he said leaning across the table to give me a kiss on the cheek.

"How have you been?"

"Good, and you? How was your birthday party?" he asked, his eye brows raised.

"Fine"

"What can I get you guys today?" a women came up and asked us. Her eyes glad to my father.

"Can I just get a coffee for now?"

"Anything for you" she smiled and my father smirked up her.

"I'll have a peppermint tea with a little bit of milk in it"

"Okay suga" she said, her southern accent thick, she had to be from Alabama or something.

She walked away and I watched as my dad watched her, licking his lips. I coughed loudly and he snapped his head and looked at me, blushing profusely.