Harry And His Mother Lemon Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"To strick what mum....? a voice asked from behind. She got startled and quickly turned in the direction of the voice " Lionel..., how long have you been standing there?" "Just got here mum..., I will leave to school now." "Okay....." Lionel hugged his mum and pecked her "Take care mum..., love you" "Love you too son...." Lionel bided his farewell and left the house. ********************************** Riley walked on the road having flashbacks of what happened earlier between her and her mother. "It's been years already..., what his mum and dad so worried about, and why are they doing this to me." she thought to herself

"Enough. Where were you, uh? Fucking one of your sluts?" "Harry." my mother tried to intervene again, but I couldn't see her between the black dots and his hideous wild eyes occupying my whole eyesight. Too exhausted to deal with it, I closed my eyes, preparing myself for whatever he was about to do, drained of all the fight I had left. "What?" he snapped harshly, ignoring her lame attempts as usual. At least today she felt like trying. "Not my fault your failed-abortion shows up whenever he feels like it. Does this look like a hotel to you?"

Most days it was like hell on earth not knowing what mood my momma would be in. Today, however, her smile, her love and warmth blew my mind and made my heart swell and ache at the same time. Aching because we didn’t have this growing up. But they say it is never too late and I am looking forward to being positive and seeing my mother come out and be a different person. Now all we need to do is make sure her creepy boyfriends do not come sniffing around when she is out. “You okay, Harper?” Dylan asks as he wraps an arm around my shoulder. I lean my head on it and nod.

I deserve it'. 'What? What do you mean?' Realising I had said too much, I shook my head and tried to play it off. 'Nothing, Nothing, just the drink talking. I'm tired, do you mind if I just go to bed?' He shook his head and got up. I just crawled up the bed and turned over, facing away from him and didn't move again until I heard the bedroom door close, telling me he had left... Alexander's Point of View Harry followed Harley to her room to check on her. I would have but I was positive behind Ron, I was the last person she wanted to see right now. His outburst was so unlike him, I'll have to ask him later, basically, what the fuck was he playing at!?

“Christ, what’s gotten into you? I thought since your stepfather was out of the picture, you and I could get together.” “My step—how do you know about that?” I ask. But the answer is obvious. My mom. She doesn’t care about me, but she wants to manage my life. I honestly do not understand her. “Harry, do you think my mom’s hot?” Harry looks slightly shocked at my question but recovers quickly. “Sure.” He shrugs. “She’s a milf.” “You know she has a thing for younger guys, right?” I’m feeling maleficent. The burning hatred inside me for her is expanding, ignited by Harry’s presence.

His body was still shaking violently watching his soulmate lying limp in front of him. "I am sorry, dear. I'm too busy thinking about my job so I don't focus on hearing Mama's calls. " Harry was stunned. He was stunned again to realize his stupidity that did not remember the whereabouts of his mother. Harry immediately took the cell phone and tried to contact all of his men to find Hani in his house.

He kissed his mom on both cheeks and shook hands with his dad. "Sorry your nephew had to tag along," Herbert said, and Harry waved it off, "it's ok, Dad, Matthew is family." It was not okay by me, I could feel his eyes all over me, and whenever I raised my head, I would find him looking at me. I lowered my eyes and tried avoiding his gaze, 'I just have to get through this evening', I reminded myself. 'How hard can that be?', I asked myself. "You look fantastic, dear," Harry's mom said as she walked over and enveloped me in a hug. The hug was so sudden, but I found myself enjoying it. Harry's mom smelt of spring and lilies.

, I say and he offers me a smile. “Of course you are, and I know you miss me, I can see in your eyes, I can see the way you look at me, you still want me, almost as much as I want you, I know you were using Henry to get to me, to make me jealous”, Harry says and I shake my head. This idiot thinks I am my mum? What the hell. Is my mum in danger? “Where’s my mum?” I ask as he pulls me up and hugs me tightly. I can feel his heart beating fast against his chest as he sniffs my hair.

After a few minutes, I react and tell him it's time for us to leave, since I don't want us to have any problems on the way. "I'm sorry, I was just thinking," he runs after me until he feels his arms trap me, "I didn't want to leave, but it's work." "It's your job, I understand, and I'm not blaming you for anything, but you have to take advantage of me when I give you a chance because I'm not always in a good mood if they reject me..." Ugh, I'm being too dramatic, and I hate that. After saying that, he lets out a deep sigh after resting his chin on my shoulder, and with a little difficulty he lets a few things out. Harry's voice trembles when he tells me that he found out his mother doesn't a

We had that too but mom wanted to take it down so we did. “Is this her?” It’s Harry’s mom. I smile and Harry nodded. “This is Myles, my girlfriend.” “Myles?” Her brows creased that made me nervous. “Myles! I remember you now. You’re the girl that cried when Harry left.” I bit my lips, I can’t believe his mother remember that. I nodded that left harry confuse. “What Myles?” He asked. “You’re childhood friend when you studied here before going abroad.” His eyes widen when his mother said that.