I watched her carry her large textbooks to her car and drive off, having no recollection of her neighbor watching her, everyday at exactly 8pm. I awaited for her return, I dreaded seeing her go. I wanted her all to myself. She was my little girl. Only mine. No one else's. The year she started college, she began wearing darker colored clothing, she stopped smiling, I would catch her sniffling before exiting her car and meeting her parents whenever she came to see them. She began ignoring her friends, she stopped going to the library, and at times she would sit in the car for hours just staring at the steering wheel. What was she doing? What was she thinking about? ........................................................................ A story about a 32 year old lawyer who's past soon comes to haunt him, and his overt infatuation with an 18 year old soon becomes deadly. ........................................................................ ☁ ☁ ☁ ☁ ☁

When Harry returns to California to see his darling butterfly once again. set in summer of 1972 ° - The sequel to Bambi. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ‎⁺ ⁀➷ warnings: detailed sexual scenes mature language lots of fluff © blushcherry, 2019 started: january 10, 2020. ___________________________

"Say my name," Harry said, his hands groping my butt and pushing me against the wall. "Say it." "H-Harry." I whined, and he abruptly pushed his pelvis against me, pinning me to the wall and pulling his head back to look at me. "That's not my name." He growled. His eyes were full of lust and his breathing was heavy on my cheeks. "Daddy." _____________________________________________ This is NOT a l*rry fanfic _____________________________________________ #1 in Fanfiction - 05/20/17 #2 in harrystylesau - 04/28/23 #25 in harrystyles - 01/13/20 #32 in sugardaddy - 01/03/21 #101 in styles - 04/28/23 #171 in onedirection - 05/26/20