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Stolen.

Chapter 3.

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Tessa's P.O.V

Once I woke up, Harry was gone. I rolled out of bed and began walking around. I entered the kitchen, and Harry's eyes met mine. "Morning," I mumbled under my breath.

Harry didn't say much, but glared.

"So are you just going to pretend like last night never happened?" I blurted.

I could tell Harry wasn't pleased with me. "Last night was nothing, Tessa." Harry explained. "You needed somewhere to stay, so I let you. Nothing happened." Our eye contact faded.

How could he pretend like that was nothing? Anger grew inside of me.

''So it didn't mean anything to you?" I said. I laughed deeply and sighed. "I should have known." I said grabbing my purse. "I don't want to see you ever again," I shouted.

I ran out the door and slammed it.

I decided to head home, I had nowhere to hide. The door opened, as my stepfather was there glaring down at me. "Get in here,'' He shouted yanking me inside. He threw me to the ground.

"Where the fuck have you been?" He asked kicking my stomach. "Huh? Answer me!"

I shivered nervously, "N-nowhere" I stuttered holding my stomach. My stepfather punched me and slapped me countless times. I shouldn't have gone home, I let a tear fall down my cheek.

He towered above me and slapped me one more time.

I lied down on the floor, my stepfather left after a good 20 minutes. Carefully, I dragged myself upstairs and laid on the bed. I couldn't get Harry out of my mind, I shut my eyes.

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Harry's P.O.V

I grunted as the blonde took off her bra, she began blowing me. I moaned loudly, and began ramming into her. My thrusts got sloppier, as I pulled out. "What the fuck?" She shouted.

"I'm sorry, I think it's best you leave,'' I sighed.

Something didn't feel right. "Is this because of that bitch Tessa?"

I shook my head. "She's not a bitch, but no, this is not about her. Just please get dressed and leave." I said. She grabbed her clothes and put them on and headed towards the door.

She turned back to me.

"Call me when you want to have some real fun," She said shutting the door.

I lied back in the bed. I couldn't get Tessa off of my mind. Why did I stop with her? I grunted. Did I really stop because of Tessa? I sighed deeply and threw on my white shirt.