You know, everybody has something that they can't deal with or simply can't do. Some can't speak in public, for an example, when they get on stage they become so nervous they freeze like a stone and there isn't coming a word out of their mouth. It's sad to watch. Nobody wants to look like a statue infront of hundreds of people.
My problem is a little bit smaller. And turns around one person. But it seems worser to me than anything. All my life I've been deeling with it. But it's never been this
The temptation to kiss him right there and then was overwhelming. His hands resting on my ass. He squeezed, I moaned. He slapped, I groaned. Everything felt so good, too good.The emberassment was still there though. My head was warmed up to the max. It felt like it was going to explode. But his hands, God his hands. They were magical. I couldn't think straight. Words where out of the picture. And damn it, my brain wasn't working because of his smell.
Would you believe if I told you I tried to kill myself once? Or twice? Would you believe that I cut my wrists open a hundred times and one time just went to far what got me into rhe hospital for two weeks?Well, you shouldn't. 'Cause I never tried, but I'm close to it now. The awkward tension in the room was just to much for me.
I have no idea whats happening to me but there are unicorns involved...And, yes I know, unicorns aren't real... in this universe. Never underestimate the power of the unicorns. I still don't believe in it though. It's just a horse with a weird thing on his head. It's like a human with a tale... oh, nevermind, that's basicly an ape.
He rocked my world. That's one way to say it. But he made me unavailable to any other man, no man will ever be able to satisfy like he did. A man will never be able to overthrow this. This was truly the best I ever had.The king was laying beside me in bed when I woke up. His long blond hair was hanging before his eyes. Those eyes who watched me fall apart under him last night. Under him, on top of him. Infront of him. We did it all. And God was it good.
"Holy shit, girl. That's messed up." Mase and Bonny are sitting infront of me, I just told them everything that happened in the last few days. From the nuts to the fight and I don't mean his balls, I seriously mean the nuts incident."I know, the fact that I liked him seems crazy at the moment. I mean, I still like him, but the way he acted when I said I wanted to go home was so weird. It actually frightened me." I took a sip from the steaming cup of tea infront of me while explaining how I felt
Positive. It can't be positive.I look up at Mase and let the tears flow over my cheeks.Pregnant. Pregnant at eighteen.
Telling him would be the hardest, I didn't expect to see him after our little encounter. It's been a month since I told my parents, which means I'm six weeks along. My baby isn't even the size of a grapefruit yet, so my belly isn't showing yet either. I've been having crazy cravings the past few weeks. Nutella seems to be the biggest one. I e tried everything, strawberries with Nutella, chips with Nutella, literally everything.Harry, mom and dad are forcing me to tell the king that I'm pregnant
I was back at the gates. There were guards at both sides of the gates, standing there like they do at the royal castles. They held a straight face and didn't even look up when the car drove through the gates.Harry drives through the gates and stops when we are at the front door. "You sure you don't want me to come with you, sis?"