10. WERE TO EAT
THIS IS WHAT SHE WEAR'S
I woke up to horrible pain in my back and hands. I then relised I was in Harry's arms. I wiggled but every move hurt so back I would cry out. Eventually Harry woke up. "Morning love." He said sweetly." M-morning." My voice wavered. He sighed getting up. I slowly got up with pain everywhere. "Are you ok?" Harry asked. I nodded quickly not wanted attitude. it results in punishment. "Are you scared of me." Harry said sadly. I said something I didn't mean just scared if I didn't answer then I would get a punishment. "N-no." I said quickly. He grabbed some clothes and undressed me, not as a pervert though. Still I was going to stop him but I'm really weak.
I still could see him smile at my body. I don't care anymore. Suddenly he dressed me. " Were going out for breakfast princess, were do you want to go?" Oh so were going out. "Umm it doesn't matter were ever you want." I said because I think it was a test if I would have asked him back. He sighed we will go to.....um... let go to the café?" He asked. "Sure."
Ok yes I did enjoy dressing her.... but who wouldn't she's beautiful. But I have the feeling she's afraid of me. I really don't want that. Sighing at the thought I got out of the car and raced over to open her door. I grabbed her waist tightly, scared she will run away. But then she put half her body on me. I looked down to see her eye's barley opened. "Are you tired?" I asked sweetly. "Just week." She replied with a small yawn. When we got inside I picked the table away from everybody. She was leaning against the wall with her eye's closed when the waiter came. "How may I help you?" She wasn't even looking a me but at Karlee, her eye's full of concern. " Uh I'll have the bagel and the black coffee and she'll have the mocho frappe and a cinnamon bagel. Right?" I asked Karlee. She slightly nods. "What's wrong with her?" "Nothing's wrong with her!" I said getting angry with her. She scurried of with a nod. "Karlee what's wrong?" I asked with concern. "Nothing." she mumbled out. Im going to let this slide, her breaking the rule of telling the truth. I asked her again only to get a "It's just I'm really sore from the beat- I mean I'm just really tired didn't get to sleep last night." Why wouldn't she tell the truth? Is she scared I'll be mad?