1. Grown up

"Hey, I don't care if you have scars on you. Everybody have scars. They are part of life." He was still laying on top of me, caressing my hand with his. He smiled softly as he tried to make me feel better. "But we won't do anything you don't want to. Okay?"

First it was just sex. Then they became friends with benefits, until Ivy wasn't able to keep freezing her feelings. But the trust she had learned to feel with Harry, backfired when it didn't work out with other guys. There was now scars outside and inside of her.

Continue at your own risk because this was my first story and at least part of the smut will make you grimace for sure :D