Nineteen
After a very successful day, Harry and I make our way up the grand staircase and enter his bedroom with bright smiles. Today has been simply perfect. Everything went well. Well, with the exception of the annoying pest Emily.
I've had it with that girl. Nobody disrespects me like that. She knew damn well what she was doing. She just needs to get put back in her place, and I will happily be the one to do so. I am just waiting until she pushes me to the limit. I may be respectful, well, sometimes, but my childish ways are still in tact. Do not mess with me, Emily Payne, you do not want to unleash the Brat.
Smirking, I go straight into the bathroom. I grab my brown, leather Louis Vuitton backpack and pull out a container of makeup wipes and my silk pajamas.
After removing the minimal amount of makeup I was wearing, I quickly wash my face and moisturize it before putting on my pajamas and walking back into the bedroom. Harry greets me with a warm smile, and my insides bubble up as I notice he's shirtless, with just boxers on. I blush, getting into the very large bed and snuggling up in his chest.
He wraps an arm around my waist, and pulls me closer. He's so close, I can hear his beautiful heart beat. Smiling against his warm skin, I gently place a kiss on it and wrap a leg around his torso. Harry begins to softly pet my hair, and I close my eyes at the blissful feeling.
"I'm so proud of you, love," he whispers, making my heart pound in my chest. I breathe softly, placing more innocent kisses all over his skin.
"Anything to help out a friend of yours, and besides, he's really sweet and could be very beneficial to my parents company," I reply.
Harry's hand travels down to my butt, and I giggle in surprise. "I think you deserve a nice massage."
I nod, my face burning red. I can practically feel him smirking as he begins to massage my butt in a circular motion, rubbing and squeezing softly.
Humming in satisfaction, I snuggle my face deeper into him, and close my eyes in bliss as his hands do their magic.
"What's the agenda for tomorrow?" He asks me, but I'm too focused on the sensational feeling in my bum to even pay attention.
"Hm," I finally mumble, my eyes still closed. "Do you not work? You've been home quite often."
He continues to massage, but this time a little rougher, making a small, throaty moan erupt from my throat. "I work tomorrow, til midnight probably, I've been doing some work from my laptop and phone, but tomorrow I've got several meetings."
I frown at his words, but I completely understand. He's a busy guy, he owns a five star hotel business, I shouldn't be so clingy. "What are the meetings for?" I ask, genuinely curious.
He palms my butt once more, and works his way up to my hips and right above my butt, making me moan at the contact. He really is good at massages.
"I want to try to build more hotels around the world, I'm thinking Japan next, maybe London? I don't know," he answers, before quickly speaking again, "Oh, and we're just going to do a bit more remodeling, it's a five star hotel, I want it to be breathtaking."
"It already is," I insist, rolling my eyes. "I've stayed there several times, the view is perfect, and the interior and service is amazing."
Harry sighs, "Thank you, Poppy."
"Tomorrow should I get my nails done?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows in thought. "Or should I go buy more clothes? Hm.."
"Why not both?" Harry chuckles. I raise my eyebrows, nodding. Not a bad idea.
"Okay, tomorrow will be a girls day. I don't like any of my friends but I'll pretend that I do," I cheer, already becoming excited. "I honestly hate all of their fucking guts but hey, who cares?"
Harry laughs at this, his chest vibrating. I smile, closing my eyes once again and feeling myself become tired. "I'll miss you tomorrow."
He sighs. "I'll miss you too, behave alright?"
I smile, biting my lip and deciding to be a little mischievous. "Or what?"
Everything is quiet before he brings his hand back down to my bum, and rubs it softly before SMACK, his hand collides with my right butt cheek, making me jump up and gasp, bursting into fits of giggles afterwards.
"You did not just spank me!" I gasp, pretending that I didn't enjoy it. My butt slightly stings, but I like it. You know damn well if I didn't like it, I would be out the door and away from his sorry ass.
"Oh but I did," he bites back playfully, "remember who's in charge."
"Yeah, me," I scoff, raising my eyebrows.
Harry chuckles. "No, not this time sweetheart." I smile at his words. He then leans down to whisper in my ear, making me shiver, "Don't act like you didn't like that, babygirl, we both know you did."
I lick my lips, quickly reaching up to give him a light kiss and snuggling back into his chest. "I did like it, but if it were any other boy, things wouldn't be so pretty."
Harry pets my hair, gently stroking. "I know, I know."
And with that, I close my eyes, snuggling deeper into his warm, soft skin and letting the tiredness take over me.
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Fluttering my tired eyes open, I look over at a still sleeping Harry, and I smile. He's such a breathtaking human being. It amazes me.
I grab my phone from the nightstand, and squint at the harsh brightness. It's 7:31, god why am I up so early? Shrugging, I walk into the bathroom and strip my clothes before taking a quick shower.
Once I'm done getting dressed, I place my things back into my bag and walk back into the bedroom. To my surprise, Harry's sitting on the edge of his bed, scrolling through his phone. Once he notices I'm standing there, his face instantly lights up and he smiles. "Hey, good morning beautiful."
I smile, walking over to him and running a hand through his hair. "I'm gonna miss you, even though it's just a day, I'm just so used to seeing you everyday." I sigh.
Harry looks at me apologetically, his forest green eyes sparkling and his plump red lips frowning. "Come here," he rasps.
I do as I'm told, and climb onto his lap, my body facing his. He plants his hands on my hips and begins to kiss my chest. I move my head down, quickly pecking him on the lips several times and giggling as he chuckles.
"I've gotta shower," he says in his groggy, morning voice. He gives me one last, long, lingering kiss and places me back down before making his way to the bathroom. I smile, looking down.
After Harry drops me off at my house and he goes to work, I quickly go upstairs and straighten my hair a bit before reapplying my mascara and texting the girls. They all reply instantly, of course, and the plan is set.
I roll my eyes at the thought of them. Scoffing, I grab an apple and get into my beautiful, brand new jet black Jeep. It's now out of the shop, and I can't be happier. It's gorgeous. Though it's my learning car, I really love it.
I drive to Lola's house first. She's not as bitchy as the rest, but she can be a total pest when she wants to be.
She happily skips out of her giant, cream colored house and gets in the front seat. I turn to greet her with a smile, but as I get a closer look, I gasp.
"Did you fucking dye your hair brown?!" I scoff, taking in her new appearance. She just meekly nods, looking down at her Gucci flats.
I purse my lips, forcing myself to smile. "Lola, blonde was totally your color. But brown looks great on you too!" I say, and her eyes instantly light up. "Really?"
No, I want to say. But I just smile. "Yes!"
"Thanks, Poppy," Lola smiles kindly, placing her white Chanel purse on her lap with a beaming smile. I just give her one last weak smile before starting up the engine again and going to Amanda's.
I truly dislike Amanda. She might act like she adores me, but I heard that she's just using me to get into fashion shows and meet celebrities. Just like the rest of my so called 'friends'.
We finally arrive to the large penthouse, and I want to choke myself with a fork as she struts to my car. Rolling my eyes, she opens the door to the backseat and greets me. "Winsley, long time no see."
"Not long enough," I mutter under my breath, hoping she wouldn't hear. "What?" She perkily asks. "Nothing!" I almost shout, faking another smile.
"Oh," she says. I finally get a good look at her, and she honestly looks the same. The same pouty, wide lips, oval shaped dark brown eyes, and thick eyebrows.
We then make our way to Claire's, but I'm not complaining. Claire is the least worst out of all of them. She isn't a horrible friend, in fact, she's alright, but we don't talk much since she wants to be an aspiring actress, and is always traveling somewhere looking for acting jobs.
She truly is beautiful girl. With her soft, short brown hair and bright blue eyes, she really is gorgeous. Claire doesn't annoy me, but we aren't close by any means.
Once we arrive to the hotel she lives in, she immediately smiles at the sight of my face and walks happily to the car. "Hey, Claire."
"Hi Poppy, how's life been treating ya? Haven't seen you in forever girl!" Claire says, taking a deep breath afterwards and buckling in her seatbelt. "Geez it's hot."
"Good, good," I smile, starting up the car and making my way to the salon. "Time to catch up, girls."
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Filler chapter, but soooo much drama and juicy stuff will be happening soon woooo!! Just building it up to that point.
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