Sweet Angel

Chapter 8.

I walked back to the room Evie was in, hiding the red mark on my skin with my hair.

Evie and Niall were waiting with passes in there hands. I stood behind her apologizing for the wait explaining the bathroom had a line.

We headed straight into the Arena, it was massive inside. The lights filled the room. Almost every seat was taken, about 500 people were here. We headed down the Arena stairs to the front row. There was a metal cage around the mats.

A small table was placed in front of the cage with two boxes on it. One box's marked STYLES and the other marked SLOAN. I watched as people were putting money into the open slot of the boxes.

Niall got up from his seating pulling out a stash of money, a shit ton of money. "If you guys wanna put in a bet don't hesitate." He said putting $300 into the box labeled STYLES. I watched Evie took out a $50 from her purse putting it in the same box. I had no idea who styles or Sloan was but I took out a $20 putting it in the same box.

A loud ringing of a bell startled me. The seats filled up. A man dressed in all black entered the cage, a microphone in his hands. I sat back against the cold chair crossing my legs.

"Welcome Ladies and gentlemen!" He spoke loudly into the mic. The crowed yelling back.

"Tonight we have Styles against Sloan! If you haven't placed your bets last chance now! Only one will walk away with money." He pointed to the table near our row. More people started filling the boxes, a lot of people voting for Styles.

After a couple minutes the lights started to dim down, the only light shining directly onto the cage.

"Coming in from your left is a new guy from Miami Florida. A winning of 5 fights out of 15! Devin Sloan!" The man shouted. The crowed started screaming, claps filling the arena.

I looked at Evie excitement all over her face.

Entering the left side of the cage a pretty buff guy. He had toned muscles, only one tattoo on his bicep. A beard covering his lower face. He was wearing just shorts, bandages wrapped around his hand. He waved at the crowed sitting down on a small stool in the corner.

"Coming in on your right is last weeks champion, a winning streak of 25 fights! Harry styles!" The man shouted.

My eyes widen, Harry was a fighter? My mind flashed back to the cut on his lip, the bruises covering his hands, the boxing bag he was punching with Niall.

Niall screamed standing up while yelling encouraging words. Evie stood up clapping while I sat there, confused as hell.

I watched as Harry entered the right side of the cage. This was the first time I saw his body. His toned body. His abs were glossing under the beaming light, a tattoo covering the center of his stomach. He had small bruises on his stomach. He pointed at Niall giving him a thumbs up.

Harry's eyes scanned the crowed taking in all the shouting. His eyes landed on mine, giving me a small smirk, before sitting in his corner.

I blocked out whatever the announcer was saying watching the two men step in front of each other. They both fist pumped and the bell went off. Next thing I know they were hitting each other.

I couldn't watch. I hated fighting and knowing this is something he does for a living made me sick to my stomach. I took out my phone playing with it, cancelling out the noise in the back round.

The fight only lasted half an hour and we were back in the room we started.

"That was so cool! I can't believe Harry won!" Evie shouted jumping up and down.

"What happens now?" I asked Niall. Niall was counting the money from the boxes. Winner gets both boxes.

"Well Harry trains for the next fight." He stated typing numbers onto his phone.

"Holy shit." He muttered his eyes widening. I watched as he got up heading out the door leaving Evie and I.

She was using her little mirror to fix the smudge eyeliner under her eyes.

"We're going to Harry's after this. Apparently his house is like a mansion." Evie explained, checking the time on her phone. I kept quiet not really in a mood to talk. How is everyone okay with the fact he just fought someone for money. Why not just get a normal job like most people I thought.

After about 15 minutes in the room alone Niall finally came back, following him was Harry. His cheek had a small purple bruise with a little blood on it. My eyes trailed to his hands. Cuts and bruises. He was carrying his gym bag.

"Ready ladies?" Niall peeped up dangling the car keys in our faces. I wanted to protest that I go back to my apartment but I knew deep down Evie was excited. This was a new world for her and I didn't wanna seem like the lame friend who stayed home and watched Netflix, even if I was.

Leaving the building the cool air hitting my shoulders. Niall wrapped his jacket around Evie interlocking their hands as they walked in front. I took small steps as I was trailing behind Harry. I watched the way he walked. He was so tall. I watched him reach into his pocket pulling a cigarette out lighting it. I faked gagged at the sight of it.

"You know cigarette's can kill you." I spoke softly making his head whip around. He looked surprised as if he didn't know I was still here.

He chuckled, puffing the smoke out. "Lots of things can kill me angel." His fingers bringing it back to his lips sucking in.

"Wanna have a try?" He asked shoving the cigarette in my face. I made a disgusting face pushing his hand away shaking my head.

He finished it off tossing it on the floor as we reached the car. Niall hopped into the driver seat while I climbed in the back seat with Harry.

I pulled the buckle across my chest clicking into the clip, hearing Harry laugh while watching me. I rolled my eyes. If he wanted to risk dying that's on him.

The ride to Harry's place was long. No where near where I lived. The ride felt like forever. Harry sat on his phone the whole ride not speaking once. I held a conversation with Evie talking about college.

I watched as the car went up a hill driving for another 10 minutes before we pulled in front of the house. I looked out the back window looking up at the White House. It was huge just like Evie stated.

"Damn this is bigger than the White House!" Evie shouted slamming the car door. I opened mine hopping out the car looking at our surroundings. The only thing around was trees. No houses nearby.

I wrapped my arm around Evie's as we followed behind Harry and Niall.

Finally reaching the front door we entered the house. I gasped at how big the inside was. The outside much smaller. The white walls filled the room.

Harry wandered off telling Niall to give us a tour.

Evie and I followed Niall throughout the house, showing us the living room, the kitchen, the guest rooms and even the indoor pool room. The last room he showed us was the bathroom. As we walked out the main bathroom there was a door down the hallway.

"What's that room?" I questioned pointing at the black door at the end of the hall.

"That's Harry's room but no one is allowed in." He gave a stern looking as if he was waiting for us to nodded signaling we heard him. Evie and I looked at each other before nodding.

After the tour we headed down to the pool room. Evie and Niall planned to go swimming while I decided to sit and watch. I used to love swimming but the chance of letting anyone see me in just a bathing suit made me sad.

I watched as Niall and Evie jumped into the pool. I laughed at the sight of it. Niall had no tattoos on his chest unlike Harry.

I watched as they placed Marco Polo. After a while I heard the door open and in walked Harry. His hair was slightly wet and his clothes were changed.

He looked at Niall and Evie before his eyes darted on me.

I watched as he took a seat in the chair next to me.