Challenge
Chapter Five
"Here are some of my clothes, you can go shower" Harry said, tossing Onyx some sweat pants, a shirt, and..... panties?
Onyx held them up, eyeing him questionable. Harry only shrugged bedore saying, "An extra toothbrush is on the sink."
She nodded, and walked toward the bathroom, locking the door behind her. She started the water, letting it warm up before peeling away her clothes.
When she stepped inside the shower, the warm water felt good. But she was still uncomfortable considering she was in Harry's shower where he has probably 'fucked' many girls before.
She quickly washed her hair and body, then stepped out into the cold air.
The memory seemed to hit her as hard as the cold air.
"Come on, Onyx. Time to get out" Her mother said sternly, standing up. Onyx sighed, and her small seven year old body stepped out of the bath tub.
"Mom, it's cold!" She whined.
Her mother only smiled, and wrapped her in a white, warm towel.
"There, all better" Her mother spoke before giving her a small kiss on the nose, making Onyx giggle.
"All better"
Onyx hated having memories of her mother, it reminded her too much of her once perfect life.
She eyed Harry's clothes and shook her head. She knew enough about men, if you where their clothes, it makes them believe that you're 'theirs'.
Onyx put on the panties, but put her jeans, bra, and long sleeved shirt on. She sisn't put on her scarf, but always had the locket her mother gave her.
The toothbrush was still in it's package. She opened it, putting the toothpaste across it, and quickly brushed her teeth.
Her wavy, now wet and curly hair was a mess. She shrugged and walked out.
Harry sighed when she walked out.
"Why aren't you wearing my clothes, little dove?"
Onyx shrugged, "They're yours, not mine" Harr smirked, "You're mine" Onyx flipped aeound, "I am nobody's!" She hissed.
Harry only chuckled.
"I'm letting you sleep here, don,t I get a bit of respect?"
Onyx only snorted, "Not that I want to be!" Harry smiled, he enjoyed ticking her off.
"You sure act different than at school, little dove. Glad I came today." Onyx rolled her eyes. "We should be going to bed" Harry said, getting off the run down couch.
Onyx noddes, and headed towards the couch, when Harry caught her.
"What're you doing, little dove?"
Onyx pulled out from his frip, "Going to bed" Harry shook his head, "Not on the couch" She realized what Harry meant.
"No, Harry. That isn-" "Shutup, little dove and come to bed!" Harry growled. Onyx finally gave up, and walked to his bedroom.
She was afraid he would try to 'seduce' , or touch her.
Harry layed on one side, while Onyx lay on the other. She made sure she was faced away from him.
Harry was upset he could reach out and touch her, pull her into his chest. Wait, no! No cuddling, you just want to fuck her! Harry thought.
He turned around, trying his hardest not to undress her.
Harry brang the blanket up to his chest, and forced his eyes shut, resulting in him falling into the darkness of sleep.
Onyx held them up, eyeing him questionable. Harry only shrugged bedore saying, "An extra toothbrush is on the sink."
She nodded, and walked toward the bathroom, locking the door behind her. She started the water, letting it warm up before peeling away her clothes.
When she stepped inside the shower, the warm water felt good. But she was still uncomfortable considering she was in Harry's shower where he has probably 'fucked' many girls before.
She quickly washed her hair and body, then stepped out into the cold air.
The memory seemed to hit her as hard as the cold air.
"Come on, Onyx. Time to get out" Her mother said sternly, standing up. Onyx sighed, and her small seven year old body stepped out of the bath tub.
"Mom, it's cold!" She whined.
Her mother only smiled, and wrapped her in a white, warm towel.
"There, all better" Her mother spoke before giving her a small kiss on the nose, making Onyx giggle.
"All better"
Onyx hated having memories of her mother, it reminded her too much of her once perfect life.
She eyed Harry's clothes and shook her head. She knew enough about men, if you where their clothes, it makes them believe that you're 'theirs'.
Onyx put on the panties, but put her jeans, bra, and long sleeved shirt on. She sisn't put on her scarf, but always had the locket her mother gave her.
The toothbrush was still in it's package. She opened it, putting the toothpaste across it, and quickly brushed her teeth.
Her wavy, now wet and curly hair was a mess. She shrugged and walked out.
Harry sighed when she walked out.
"Why aren't you wearing my clothes, little dove?"
Onyx shrugged, "They're yours, not mine" Harr smirked, "You're mine" Onyx flipped aeound, "I am nobody's!" She hissed.
Harry only chuckled.
"I'm letting you sleep here, don,t I get a bit of respect?"
Onyx only snorted, "Not that I want to be!" Harry smiled, he enjoyed ticking her off.
"You sure act different than at school, little dove. Glad I came today." Onyx rolled her eyes. "We should be going to bed" Harry said, getting off the run down couch.
Onyx noddes, and headed towards the couch, when Harry caught her.
"What're you doing, little dove?"
Onyx pulled out from his frip, "Going to bed" Harry shook his head, "Not on the couch" She realized what Harry meant.
"No, Harry. That isn-" "Shutup, little dove and come to bed!" Harry growled. Onyx finally gave up, and walked to his bedroom.
She was afraid he would try to 'seduce' , or touch her.
Harry layed on one side, while Onyx lay on the other. She made sure she was faced away from him.
Harry was upset he could reach out and touch her, pull her into his chest. Wait, no! No cuddling, you just want to fuck her! Harry thought.
He turned around, trying his hardest not to undress her.
Harry brang the blanket up to his chest, and forced his eyes shut, resulting in him falling into the darkness of sleep.
Notes
Hello! Another update! Question:
Does Harry want to cuddle or fuck Onyx. Or both? <3 . Haley
WHOOP WHOOP! Great story! Xx
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