Forbidden Love

17 year old Chloe has just moved out of her parents house into her own apartment in London, when she falls in love with the boy a few doors down. She knows it's wrong but she just can't fight it. Will love ever find a way for the young couple?

Guys this is a lot like my other Movella (ie- a bit naughty, my name) so yessssssssss enjoy


22. Silenced

Harry's P.O.V


I looked next to me to see naked Daisy sound asleep under the duvet, we both left the camping trip early because she insisted she wouldn't have sex with me unless we were in a bed and not surrounded by our friends. And me needing a bit of relief, I agreed. It was about average, I just wasn't feeling it and to make matters worse, I couldn't keep my mind off of Chloe and how upset she looked when she'd left with Zayn; I was so caught up in her that I may or may not have accidentally moaned her name instead of Daisy's. 

When we arrived back to my apartment, I was going to go check on Chloe but decided against it because she probably didn't want me there and if Zayn was with her it would probably cause trouble. So instead, I went home and nailed my girlfriend in a mediocre sort of way. Daisy rolled over, gripping the duvet and holding it to her chest,


"Good morning" I smile at her in hopes she'd forgotten about the mishap last night, she rolls her eyes and then continues to stare at me, what felt like a long few minutes later she began speaking again,

"You called me Chloe" she stated, pointing out the obvious. I scooted back down into the bed and placed my head on the pillow so I was looking at her, 

"I know baby and I didn't mean to" I lifted my hand up to stroke her cheek but it was quickly slapped away. I tutted at her unexpectedly as she rolled back over so she was no longer facing me,

"You can't stay mad at me forever Dais!" I start to raise my voice a little, a small yet sarcastic laugh escaped her mouth and I could already tell from experience that she was about to go on a huge rant.

"Do you think about her every time we have sex? Are you sleeping with her?" She began accusing me of everything to do with Chloe. I laughed at her, she sounded so pathetic,

"Are you actually kidding me Daisy?! You know it's always been you since day 1. You didn't believe Eleanor and now you're accusing me yourself?!" I shouted in her direction before grabbing her clothes and throwing them on the bed on top of her, "Just get out" I insisted, she looked at me with hatred in her eyes while she threw her clothes on and stormed out of my bedroom, hurling the door shut behind her. I sighed and sat down on my bed, head in hands and thought about Chloe. 


Daisy's P.O.V


"Hello?" I repeated for the second time after I'd received a call in the lobby of Harry's building, the voice on the other end of the line spoke. 

"So you're there now?" I questioned again, they responded.

"I'll be there in 5, can't wait" and then I hung up.


Chloe's P.O.V


I got 0 sleep last night because of the amount of pain I was in, looking round next to me, I could see Jordan wasn't next to me so I attempted to get up and travel through to see what was going on down the hall. I managed to limp my way to the doorway and peer down the hall, Jordan was at the door speaking to somebody; but I couldn't make out who it was for a few seconds until his eyes locked with mine through the gap between Jordan's head and the door frame. Jordan's eyes met with Harry's and followed his gaze back to me. He ushered for me to come to the door so I obliged, trying to emphasize my limp so he asked me what was wrong. 

"Hey, you okay?" I nod because the pain I'm in is so surreal, 

"Okay that's enough for one day bye" Jordan slams the door rudely in Harry's face. He smiled at me and it made me feel physically sick. 

"Why are you doing this?" I hesitated "I met you once and now you suddenly fucking control me? Get out! Now before I call the police" he grabbed his coat and held the door handle, 

"Chloe?" He begins "You're so tight" he licks his lips before leaving me in the centre of my living room before I collapse onto the floor in tears of panic and anxiousness. Bangs erupt from my door and I instantly fear my life, great he's come back to kill me now. I've pushed him over the edge and now he wants me gone. I shuffled back against the wall as fast as my very sore lower region would let me and curled up into a ball, 


"I'm coming in!" The voice was easy to recognise, it was Harry's. The door flew open and he looked around frantically for me before I caught his eye once more. 

A look of panic struck his face as he rushed over to me and collapsed on the floor next to me, pulling my head down into his lap where I soon begin to sob against my will. 

"What did he do to you?" He whispered, trying to urge it out of me. I was going to spill my guts about everything but then it hit me. I have to be strong, I don't want to burden him with my problems when I'm sure he has plenty to deal with himself, 

"Nothing, I invited him round for drinks last night and I got a little drunk and sprained my ankle" I point at my supposed injured left ankle and hiss as he touches it. 

"So he didn't hurt you?" He persists and I shake my head, continuing to cry. 

"I don't know what to do Harry" I sob "This is so difficult"



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