trigger warning: there will be brief mentions of underage sex (containing a minor and an older man) there is consent involved but it is still statutory rape and pedophilia. also i am not trying to romanticize pedophilia or sexual abuse even if it was consentful. i know that cher acts like the man did nothing wrong because they loved each other but just know that i know that what he did was wrong. she is just not right in the head because of her past and plus she was also so young and naive, so she believes that what happened to her is love when it isn't. so please understand that i am not trying to say "oh, if an older man has sex with you and you're underage, it's completely okay if you love each other" because it's not. i know and understand fully that it isn't okay. that's not what i am trying to do, i am just writing how it would be from cher's mind, she believes that it is okay because there was love involved but it's not. so please don't come for me saying that i'm trying to make it seem like what happened to her is okay, because it's not. okay? okay. also this chapter will be the only time i mention what happened to her, there won't be anymore triggering stuff. if there is then i WILL put a warning in the beginning of said chapter. i hope you all love this because i worked super hard on it and it's a new route for me like away from my other stuff so yeah. i love you guys - m.

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          HARRY STYLES, a name that belonged to the man who had her, every part of her was what he possessed. it wasn't as if he asked for it all, she simply just gave it all to him; but he still took it all without a blink of an eye. every single piece and bit of her body and soul, she gave to that man without a second thought. he was the life that she had grown to adore almost instantly. that man was what crowded her thoughts and her feelings. he was her forbidden fruit. something she yearned for, to have and to hold with her forever. the one thing that made her feel a type of out of body experience that she couldn't quite explain. harry, it was the sweet vibration of sounds that came together to form the simple name that brought a smile to anyone's lips as they finished speaking it. a name that she couldn't get bored of hearing.

          but there wouldn't have been an attraction for harry, or any other man of that age for that matter, if it weren't for damon; damon parker to be exact. he was the first man that ever touched cher in a sexual way, he was the first man she ever laid with in bed; the first man she ever loved. it was no simple highschool love either, it was a true, undeniable love; in her own opinion. something that she never thought her petite body would ever feel, nothing she could've ever even imagine. he brought the light and security into her life, some things to which she always thrived for.

          cher had met him when she was only within her thirteenth year of adolescence, and the man was thirty at that time. their relationship started from the ground up, she'd see him every so often at the local library whenever she went to check in books that she finished and check out new ones. ever so slowly, he would make attempts to start up a conversation with young cher. to which, she had taken up at every opportunity, to only be polite. as time went on, their conversations grew longer and deeper, their time spent together would be longer as well. it got to the point where they were staying within the library from when it opened to when it closed.

after a month or two, he took cher out to other places. he held her hand and even put his arm around her shoulder. no one ever thought anything suspicious of it, because he looked to be her father to any of the bystanders who saw them together. and with all the time she spent with him, she grew an attraction for that man. for some reason, it didn't bother her that his age was around the same as her own father's, she grew to fall for him and his ways.

          until one day, the two sat within the corner seats of a semi-crowded diner. partially eaten food were scattered across both of their plates as they talked about eachother. he told gullible cher that he loved her and she grew happy inside as she said that she felt the same way and that was the truth. throughout the months that she had spent hanging out and talking with damon, she had grown an incredible love for him. she didn't care if he was too old for her, it was something that the young girl had never felt before and that she never wanted it to stop.

          after that day, he asked if little cher would be his' and if he could be her's. she said, "of course" without any hesitation. he loved me, i know he did, he was the love of my life, she thought to herself. she didn't have a doubt in the world about his love for her. they kissed for the first time that night. that moment of intimacy brought on the feeling of need, as if she was waiting for that moment and for all the moments to come with him; for years. she has kissed many boys after him but none ever compared to the feeling that she got when she was kissed by him. it was a new-found feeling that she grew so attached to.

that night, she laid within her silk sheets, tossing and turning because her thoughts wouldn't stop revolving around him. she thought of their kiss, it was one that you would think of later on and feel as if you are kissing them. it left an imprint on her heart forever and made her realize how wonderful it was to love someone. it brought all those feelings to her mind and made her cherish it and miss it; even though it happened only hours before.

          as months went by, their love for each other only grew. he told little cher that no one would understand their feelings for each other, that's why they had to keep it a secret. especially when he told her that he wanted more from her. she didn't mind giving him more, he told her everything would be okay. that's why she went with him to that hotel, the walls had tacky wallpaper spread across it that were a unsettling brown color. there was one full-sized bed that was covered with cheap white linen and had a springboard that creaked a bit when you sat down on it. there was a small bathroom, as well as one small window that damon immediately closed once they got there.

          but at that age, she didn't care about how the place looked or even how discreet it was. the moment cher laid in bed with damon, the moment his kiss cascade across her collarbone, the moment he unbuckled his belt to easily slip off his pants; is something she would never forget. he was soft with her, made sure she wasn't in pain for long. she spent two hours in that hotel room with him, within a lustful event. that evening will never escape her mind. especially since, that was the last time her eyes were ever laid upon him.

he cut off all ties with her, but at that time little cher was in denial, she thought his battery just died on his phone; that's why he never answered her calls or texts. or he just was busy, that's why he never met up at the local library at their usual spot like he always did. but as the days and weeks went on, her faith in ever seeing him again drifted away; and her heart broke more and more as the days went on as well. she was never the same, it broke her soul entirely. he came into her life and took her heart as well as tarnished her innocence and left her with nothing but her thoughts as a reminder of him. cher's life was dark and bleak after that man, she saw nothing the same. nothing in her life gave her any emotion, she was annoyed by everyone and rarely ever spoke.

          but the day she first laid her eyes upon harry, everything that damon stole from her; returned. cher was only sixteen at that time. it was at a regal gathering that her father had threw to celebrate his recent achievement at work. her father is the owner of a widely known organization, and he had just sealed a deal that would make his work grow abundantly. so the first thing that her father thought to do was invite all of his friends and family together for a gathering to announce his achievements and celebrate. when it came to things like this, her father's mindset of not wasting money even though they have so much, completely goes out the window. he rented out a huge, elegant ball and sent out very exquisite invitation.

          she sat there within the lightly cushioned seat at a table with her mother and her mother's friends. cher was growing annoyed at how her dress rubbed against her skin, awkwardly and how she rather be home in bed. but she had to endure sitting through it all as her father stood by himself in front of everyone on stage. she didn't want to be there mainly because she didn't know anyone. but at the same time, she did want to be there for her father. she was extremely proud of him for all he has done. he works so hard so he deserves it all.

          as the minutes went on through his speech, he started inviting people upon stage to thank them for what they did for him. first, it was his parents, then his siblings and his bestfriend. but then there was one name that didn't ring a bell within cher's mind as it echoed through the room. but everyone clapped and cheered as it came out of my father's mouth, harry styles. a tall man arose from the table that was a few feet away from her own, she didn't see his face, only his back as he went up to the stage. but when she finally got to see his face, he was smiling brightly. she didn't know exactly why but that smile gave her the same feelings back, those utterly addicting feelings of love and security. but they were towards harry.

it had felt like she had known him forever, like he was meant to come into her life. she was enchanted by his voice as he spoke from the microphone that her father gave to him. it was like he was the only one there, and she wanted that to be true; for it to only be them two within that ballroom.

          but after her father's speech, her eyes followed the man as he walked down the stairs back to his seat. what she saw immediately cause jealousy to rake through her body as his arm wrap around another woman. she grew sad at how the kiss he printed upon her cheek gave her a bright smile; at how beautiful she looked. she looked at him as if he was the only person within the room. that bothered cher, terribly.

          but as months went on, harry became more relevant within her father's life. he showed up at all of his gatherings and parties, he even sometimes was just around the house for dinner. it bothered cher immensely that he would bring his wife along with him as well. but she didn't stop cher's feelings for harry from growing. harry, himself, grew attached to seeing cher as well, she could tell that he did. especially when he started calling her cherry. a nickname that she had never been called before, but she loved it. he told her, that she was sweet just like a cherry, but she knew there had to be an even deeper more sensual meaning.

but nonetheless, everytime harry came over, cherry was the first person to greet him. they would sit together and talk about anything and everything. pick each other's brains until there was nothing left to talk about. even then, the next time he came around, they always found something new to talk about. cherry grew attached to harry's presence and she even fell in love with everything about that beautiful man.

            beauty, you see, is quite a lovely thing. everyone has their own perspective of beauty. it varies throughout a spectrum, it depends on the person. but beauty is within almost everything known to man. there can be even the smallest ounce of beauty within someone and that could be exactly what someone is looking for. most people wouldn't call a man beautiful, but some men are beautiful. beauty isn't only disclosed towards a specific sex or thing, it's within everything. cherry found beauty within the green eyes that caught her attention every time she saw them within a room. she found beauty within the porcelain-like skin that laid across the bones of this person. she found beauty in the way this person spoke, the way the octaves of their voice made it unique to only them. she found beauty within the way their lips curved up and opened apart to show a perfect smile, it was one that gave the dents within their cheeks; their shining moment. she found beauty within the little things he did, the way he brushed his hands through his hair seamlessly; even the way he held his hands together behind his back whenever he stood sometimes. she found beauty within harry. beauty finds it's truest form within every single aspect of that man. beauty is such an enchanting thing and that's part of the reason she grew obsessed with him. she fell in love with him and a love for beauty is always infinite

as the years went on, cherry was within her eighteenth year of age when she started to notice that the love between harry and his wife, imogen; was diminishing immensely. they no longer held hands or kissed when they were reunited with each other from a short period of being apart. they didn't have the twinkle within their eyes whenever they looked upon each other. harry didn't call her cute names anymore, it was always just imogen. cherry didn't have to be a genius to see that their marriage was coming to an end. that's what excited her.

she began to tell herself that this was her chance to take harry as her own. that, he would fall in love with her and no longer even think of imogen. she always hated imogen anyways, mainly for the reason being that cherry was in love with her husband; but she had been waiting for this day to come. to finally take harry as her own, to have and to hold forever. to finally kiss his lips and be his' cherry.

          she knew harry was going to be her's.

cherry was determined.

"no matter who it is, with a little seduction, you can have whatever you want. and if you do it right, you can have them forever."

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