Her Angel [h.s] (on hold)

Chapter Four

I rolled my eyes when I turned around. Standing in front of me was the biggest inconvenience in my life at the moment.

"That doesn't even make sense, you know what type of drink I like."

"Do I?" He questions.

"Yes, you do. What do you want, Jack?"

"Can't I just say hi?"

"No, and you weren't saying hi, you were talking about my taste in drinks," I replied, rolling my eyes.

"It's called starting conversation."

"News flash, I don't want to have a conversation with you." I said with a sarcastic smile. I met Jack last year and we went on a couple of dates before I decided that he was a creep and wanted nothing to do with him. We went on two dates and all of a sudden he thought we were dating and would try to control my every move. That quickly ended and I carried on with my life, Jack on the other hand still thought we had some type of connection. We don't.

If I 'm being honest, there never really was one to begin with. I had only agreed to go out with him, because I was lonely. I felt like, and still feel like, I had never been loved. Like truly loved. Of course my family loves me and now Niall, but it's not the love I crave and desire to experience. I want to be loved in a romantic sense. I want to love with everything I have and more. It would be nice to be loved like that too, but so far it hasn't happened.

That's why I agreed to go out with Jack. I wanted to put myself out there and give it a chance. Right idea, wrong person, is what Niall tells me. Ever since that disaster though, I've kept to myself and kind of given up on the whole 'find an all consuming love' from someone else. I've found that love from myself. I have my family, Niall, and myself. That's all I really need.

It would be nice to be loved like I love though.

"Don't be like that, baby." I snapped back into reality when Jack spoke up and stepped closer.

"I am not your baby," I scoffed, "Never was and never will be." I sneered as I backed myself up against the bar to get away from him. His eyes darkened and he grabbed my wrist. I tried to get my arm out of his grasp, but he had a death grip on it.

"Let go, you're hurting me."

"You don't mean that baby," he said referring to my earlier statement, "We have something special."

"You're delusional. You have ten seconds to get your fucking hands off of me."

Jack laughed, "And what's gonna happen if I don't?"

I paused for a second then looked down in defeat. "Nothing," I sighed.

"That's what I thought," he said with a disgusting grin plastered on his face. I relaxed myself against the bar as he pressed himself further against me. I looked back up to make eye contact. A small smile graced my lips as I batted my eyelashes. Jack's grip on my wrist loosened and he lowered his head. I wrapped both of my arms around his neck and pulled him closer.

"I miss you, baby. Why are you playing hard to get?" He whispered in my ear.

I brought my face up to his ear so he could hear me, "Because you're a fucking creep." I brought my knee up as hard as I could and hit him where the sun dont' shine. Groaning, Jack doubled over in pain. I pushed him down and stood over him.

"Don't ever fucking touch me or come near me again," I spat. I grabbed my drink from the bar and stepped over him. I needed to find Niall, I was in no mood to party anymore.

***

After searching high and low for Niall, I eventually gave up and sat down in front of the bonfire. I was staring at the flames when I heard footsteps approaching. I was hoping that this person didn't want to talk, because I wasn't in the mood.