"Can I go home?" I ask Harry as he and I put our clothes back on.
"Yeah I'll drive you. Hold on," Harry replies.
He leaves the room and returns with my dress and bra and underwear.
"Here, I washed them for you since you got puke all over them."
"Thanks sir."
"Okay let's go, you can return my shirt and boxers at another time,"
I follow Harry out the door.
....
When I get back to my house, I shower and make myself breakfast.
Then I go to my computer to go through my emails, and a thought occurs to me. I decide to look Harry up online.
I type in Harry Styles
I scroll down until a tab catches my eye.
14 year old boy, Harry Styles, raped by mother
What?!
It all makes sense, Harry's need for control.
I click on the website and read more into it.
It's so clear now. Harry did have a reason for being so demanding and forceful.
For a split second I actually feel sympathy for Harry despite all the awful things he's done.
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
Yes Sir, No Sir
Diversos"It's simple. I tell you what to do and you do as you're told. When I ask you a question it's yes sir and no sir. Do you understand?"
