Kaylee's POV
"Who's that shadow holding me Hostage? I've been hear for days.
Who's that whisper telling me that I'm never gonna get away..." I thought to myself as was still sat in the same corner of the most biggest bedroom I've ever seen. After I was when I was grabbed of the street 3 days ago... Like let's be real here I'm not ball that has no owner that you can just grab me of the street... dammm I must...
(The door opened interrupting my thoughts)
I saw a tall Boy with beautiful green eyes and curly brown Hair who looked about 18 or 19.
He walked in and just stared at me with a confused look on his face.
"Who are you" he finally spoke after 10mins of staring at me
I honestly didn't know what to say...so I just sat there quiet.
I'm loud & hyper 17 year old that loves to party, I'm nearly going to collage and but I don't think I'll even graduate. Tbh I hate school and I never listen to any of the teachers I fail more than half of my exams and if I don't graduate idk what I'm gonna do in life. Oh ya I live with my mom and my little Sister Kayla who's 4, My Dad passed away 2 years ago it was a really hard time but we've got through it and know he's in a better place now.
"Umm Hallo who are you?" the Curly Haired Boy said again getting impatient
"I-I Um I'm Kaylee"
"Why are you in my room Kaylee?"he said sounding a bit annoyed
" I uh I-I-I" I struggled to talk... I don't know why?
"YOU WHAT?" He shouted causing me to jump a little, I began to feel a little uncomfortable and more frightened than I was before.
" I....d-o-n-t k-n-o-w" I replied kinda of whispering
He just rolled his eyes and stormed out slamming the door behind him causing me to jump again.
I have never been so scared in my life I'm usually that confident girl who's not afraid of anything or anyone.
A few mins later the door opened again and the curly haired boy walked in with a man that looked a lot like him...I'm guessing that was his father.
"WHO'S THIS GIRL AND WHY IS SHE IN MY ROOM" the curly haired boy shouted
"Harry Calm Down, she's a birthday gift" The man said to the Harry guy winking at him
My eyes shot wide open as soon as I heard "she's a birthday gift"
What was that supposed to mean?
Harry just smirked and nodded while winking at me.
After like 5mins they both walked out of the room. I just felt like crying... So I did. I tried to stop myself but I couldn't help it. I didn't know why I was crying. I hated crying it just makes your eyes red and puffy and it reminds of the last time I cried when my father passed away.
I walked I've to the bed too a pillow and Blanket and went back to the corner and decided to sleep I haven't slept in 3days or got out of that corner.
I was just so confused.
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