Daddy's School Girl {l.p}

Please Don't ||26

I will only hurt myself, tryna hurt you
( 4 chapters left )
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Bahira's POV

"We should go out tonight!" Lilah beamed from the couch. We were currently at my house waiting 'The Cult Of Chuky' on Netflix. Eating Nandos and just having a comfortable night in with the ones I love the most.

I looked over at her, then down at a sleeping Harry in my lap. I smiled to myself as quiet snores erupted from his mouth. "I don't think he's waking up anytime soon

Lilah rolled her eyes as she shoved a hand full of fries in her mouth. "C'mon for the past week and a half, we all have been doing nothing but hanging out here." She threw her hands in the air as she gestured to our surroundings. "We need to go out and enjoy life like the young adults we are!"

I giggled looking at the gory scene that played out in front of me, thinking over what she just said. "Y'know, the last totem I went to go enjoy life, I ended up working with my dad." Right after the sentence fell from my lips, I couldn't help but become sad. Memories of Liam began to rush towards me and I couldn't stop them even if I tried. From the first day I met him, to the last night I saw him.

"Hey." Lilah's gentle voice pulled me back into reality. "You're ok, ok? Never again."

"Never again." I nodded reassuring her that what happened to me with Liam was in the past, and that I'm more than ready to leave it there.

She smiled. "So like I was saying. Let's go to the pub? I heard it's super chill, the have eight ball there, darts. Drinks for the cheap, what do you say?" If it hadn't been for her excited nature, I would've stuck with my gut and told her no.

"Fine, just one pub, one drink then back here." She screamed jumping up and down excitedly causing a sleeping Harry to fall from my lap, green eyes wide and alert.

"What-what the fúck is going on." His deep tired voice asked as he rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands.

"We're going out to party!" Lilah yelled making me slap my hand over her mouth.

"Incase you forgot my parents are upstairs bítch!" I hissed as she laughed carelessly.

"Party? What party?" Harry asked as he was now seated next to me, his voice still deep from just being abruptly awoken.

I sighed shaking my head. "There's no party. Lilah wants to go to a pub and I agreed."

"Are you sure babes?" Harry asked and when he did I couldn't help but feel warmth bubble from inside me.

Before I could reply, Lilah cut me off with a cocky smirk. "Why? Scared she might someone Styles?"

I️ felt my face become hot as Harry smiled. "Not at all. I know her."

I peaked over at Lilah as she still had that shít eating grin on her face. "So we are going upstairs to change and then we can get this party started!"

"What about her parents?" That was a big factor and a huge problem. A couple months ago Lilah and I would've just said 'fúck it' and snuck out. But with me wanting to better myself and wanting to have trust from those around me, asking my parents for permission is going to be the best route no matter what.

"She's 18?" Lilah said looking at me as if she was reassuring me that it would be ok. A wave a nerves wrecked my body as I️ took in a deep breath. I got up from the couch and slowly made my way to the stairs, I felt Lilah's hand on my should and I turned to see her smiling face. I smiled back and we both made our way up the staircase, sooner than later we were standing in front of my parent's bedroom.