PEACE OF MIND/ H.S. fanfic

"I don't understand why you're trying to deny it right now, honestly." She laughs and sips on her addiction in cup. My jaw is dropped as I process her crazy accusation of me f*cking someone...Harry at that.

"I would literally rather eat a denim jacket after smoking an ENTIRE blunt with no beverage allowed than to f*ck HARRY" I scoff while shaking my head at the thought. I feel myself almost gag at the idea of even tolerating that as*hole. He's worked for my dad for so long since he was a young boy. Ive known him as a kid and he's been that same asshole my entire teenage life.

"Just admit that he's fine as hell" Sabrina swoons while she nudges me with her hand. I look up at her from the impact and see her wiggling her eyebrows at me like a kid. I nudge her back to get her to stop having a face seizure. Is she wrong?...

Absolutely not. Harry is one fine ass piece of human. I can definitely admit that much. But can I see myself not wanting to punch his pretty little face? NO! Something about his cocky dickish persona just rubs me the wrong way. Granted, I barely see him so this strong desire to put my hands on him...in a bad way...stems from very scarce interactions between us. He's only ever around when my dad comes out of his hiatus. Not to mention...his unexpected phone call this morning consisted of him telling me that he's landing in New York tomorrow. My father insisted that he has to discuss certain urgent matters in person with me. Of course Sabrina's response to me telling her about his visit was, "Good maybe you can fuck one of his sexy guards so you can finally loosen up for fuck's sake."

I don't understand this generation. What's so wrong with short term celibacy. A sex fast. For me...it was really more so like a.....I'm going to stay away from men right now because I have no energy to deal with bullshit type thing. And I plan to stick to that mind set. I'm focused.

No distractions...just...Peace Of Mind.