Bondage- (A Harry Styles FanFic)

Chapter 8

Hey guys!
Okay, and I do know I have major spelling checks I need to fix but if they're really that severe please tell me. This story is improving more and more by the chapter, so kindly go with the flow of it darlings! Once again, I'm writing all this on my iPhone 5S, and on here everything's uncapitalized because that's the way I text, etc. I know you'll be able to understand the writing even if there were any spell check errors. This is also my first book im writing, so don't complain if it's cheesy because I'll know for a fact before (:
- Eliana

*Clara's POV*
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Dinner tonight? I just got here and I barely know where everything is. Maybe I can make friends with the Lord's slaves?..

"Wear something nice." Harry said from the other side of my bedroom door. "Can I come in?"

"S-sure." I stiffened and opened the door being introduced to a very nicely dressed Harry. Wow, he looks so hot. Clara! What the hell are you thinking.

"Everyone's supposed to come by 8:30. We have about two hours or so until then, and Susie can help you chose a dress and do your hair and makeup, whatever girls do." Harry sighed.

"Okay, thanks." I turned away.

I feel like Harry and I haven't even gotten on a good start, and that's sad knowing who knows how long I'll be with him for now.

"Hello again darling! Now may I help you find a dress for tonight?" Susie giggled.

"Yes you can." I smiled back.

Susie gives me a sign of relief, she almost reminds me of my auntie.

"I feel like this would look great on you for tonight." she said pulling out clothing.

Susie laid out a beautiful sparkly red dress lengthening all the way to my feet on the floor. There was a V-shape cut going down the side of the leg.

"Wow, a little extravagant for such a night?" I gasped in awe.

"Every night here is played as extravagant." Susie laughed.

I went to the bathroom to get the dress on, and it was ever so tight around my figure, which also showed much more leg than I imagined it to. I felt so vulnerable in this clothing.

I still don't trust this place, though I have to keep my cool knowing half my family experienced what I'm going through right now, I just need to keep my cool. Like come on Clara, Lord Harry chose you for some reason. Whether he has the same tattoo or not, I guess he had his eye on you...

"You look gorgeous, once again." Susie cooed.

I looked up and down at the gorgeous cloth I was draped in. Wearing this made me not feel right deep down inside; I never grew up like this nor would I have the choice of doing so.

"Now time for hair and makeup!-" I cut off Susie. "-Well actually, mind if I do my own?" I responded.

Susie looked confused for one moment, but then began to respond with a smile.
"I don't see why not sweetheart!" she smiled.

Gosh, Susie. She's the only person keeping me sane in this household so far.

"Thanks, it'll take only a moment." I smiled walking towards the bathroom mirror.

Still being cautions of any "meetings" with that gentleman Zayn, I began to do my concealer. After concealer, I put on powdered foundation and blushed up my jaw lines. I put mascara on and drew the best wings of eyeliner I could.

Susie came in to help support the curling iron while I fixed on another side of my hair at the same time.

I looked like a whole different person afterwards.