Amethyst: Symbol of serenity, peace, temperance, and royalty.
Viola a self-determind and circumspect strip club owner meets. Harry, A stubborn and pretty temperamental boy, wanting to break her walls down. What happens when they're bound to face pro...
***** I'd say he needs medicine Sick of screaming let us in
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Warning- Chapter contents violence and blood
Viola's pov-
We reached the mansion where the party is being held. Lou is already inside while me and Harry are waiting in the car so we don't raise any suspension.
The silence between us is far from anything comfortable, it's awkward like we both have so much to say but don't.
I think the main problem of us is that we both are very much similar and that also make both of us very stubborn. We would rather dawn down our life than speak and sort things out.
"Stop" Harry speaks his voice barely above a whisper as his hand grips my thigh to stop it from bouncing.
"It will be fine" He comforts me. I look at him and then where his hand is which makes him pull it back. He clears his throat, "I know you're mad at me but I think we should work together as a team so we all get out safely out" He says, "Just for today maybe"
I grab his wrist twisting it so I can look at the time on his watch, "It's time, let's go" I speak opening the door of the car, totally ignoring what he said. Harry also gets out from the driver's side locking the car.
I smooth my hands down my dress trying to rub off all my anticipation and anxiety off.
All you have to do is seduce, sedate and sprint.
I feel Harry's presence beside me. I turn my head to look at him, he looks gorgeous today. His curls look perfect as always more curly than any other day and lord that black suit is making my knees weak.
He's such a sight for sore eyes.
I give him my hand once more dreading him pulling it off again or not taking it but he does. Harry threads his fingers through mine and squeezes them a bit.
"Side by side pretty boy" I say to him with the nickname I gave him. The faintest smile appears on his lips, his eyes glinting.
"Side by side" He says pulling me into him more smiling down at me. God do I want to kiss those lips.
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