Save You Tonight »n.h«

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When I got to work, it wasn't busy really. Just a few costumers here and there probably checking out some CDs. I made my way to Jenna who sits at the register ringing up a fairly old woman with a tight white bun, and a long denim skirt.

"Thank you for your service.." Jenna says, and the old lady smiles and exits the record shop. "Oh hey Belle! How are you?"

Her tight black curls meets her shoulders, and her large light brown eyes sparkle.

"Good. You?" I lay my bag down next to my register.

"Good. Do you mind if I take off tomorrow? My boyfriend has a dentist appointment.." She turns to me in her chair, checking her phone.

"Sure thing. I don't care. What's wrong with Harry?" I ask curious, scanning the large shelfs of CDs.

"Oh," she huffs, "He's complaining of a tooth ache.. I'm going on lunch.." She shuffles out of her seat, and grabs her bag. She waves off and heads to the local coffee shop that's just down the road.

I sit in silence picking at my nails, I notice that the dark purple bruise is starting to grow a little noticeable. I put foundation on it, and even powder. I grab my bag and sit it on my lap. I dig through the different bracelets looking for one thick enough to cover the bruise. I find my favorite bracelet, it's three separate bracelets and it makes one thick one. I slide it up my left wrist to hide the bruise.

I study my arms, suddenly feeling exposed so I pull one of Noah's black hoodies out of my bag and slip it on. Letting the large fabric engulf my smaller body.

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I rung up a few costumers. Not much, but enough for me to grow a little tired. I consumed a yawn, and pulled my blonde hair over of my shoulders. The shop was suddenly becoming empty, one after one - they left. I sat in the same stool, checking the time. I got off of my shift around ten thirty. I heard the back door squeak open and then I heard it roughly shut.

I felt my phone vibrate against my hip, I slipped it out and checked the text :

Noah ♥️
Better not be late tonight

"Oh hi," I hear a thick accent, and I look up from my phone to find a blonde man who smiles at me. He holds a cardboard box in his arms, "I didn't think anyone would be closing tonight?"

He sits the box down on the decorated carpet, and he turns to look at me fully. He stands in a pair of tight grey skinny jeans, that had slits in the knees. He has a pair of white supra's and a white T shirt. He has blonde hair that stands in a quiff, and a pair of dazzling blue eyes.

He's very attractive.

I scold myself for thinking such a thing, Noah would kill me if he knew what I was thinking. I stiffen in my seat a little.

"Yeah," I frown, "Sorry. I have to close up tonight. You are?"

He opens the box that's filled with CDs of a boy band, he checks the Cd. He stands about two feet away, and I can smell him. His smell is strong and heavenly.

"Niall.. I'm Niall. I'm the new stock boy.." He holds out his hand, I hesitate to shake it but once I do touch his hand, I take in a shaky breath and quickly pull my hand away, feeling quite perturbed with the situation.

"I'm Belle.." I give him a soft smile, not making eye contact.

I study the clock that hangs above the door, it's digital :

9:59 pm

It reads in bright red slanted font. I have to normally make it home before eleven.

"Well," he shoves his hands in his pockets, "It's nice meeting you, Belle.." My name rolls off his tongue nicely, and his thick accent helps.

I hear someone open the door, me and Niall both turns our head. I feel cold inside, I can literally feel my throat go dry and crack.

"Belle? What are you doing here?!" Noah's dark eyes study Niall. "You're suppose to be coming home, remember?" His eyes is warning me.

I quickly stand, not wanting to disobey the angry male and not wanting to startle the quite nice boy. I grab my bag and throw Niall the keys.

"Do you mine closing up?" I ask Niall, his dazzling eyes study Noah.

"No...," his jaw clenches, "I don't mind."

"Belle.." Noah clenches his jaw, his dark brown eyes studying me, "Let's go now.." He nods toward the door.

I hold my head down and before leaving the record shop, I give Niall a slight apologetic smile. I can tell that he thinks something is wrong, but nothing's wrong. I just .. didn't get out soon enough?

Of course, I'm used to Noah's harsh treatment. I know when to do something and when not to do something. It's silly, I should be strong enough to say no. But I'm not. I'm weak. As soon as Noah slams the door to the shop, he grips my wrist causing me to wince, tears brim my eyes.

"Noah," I sob softly making sure Niall can't hear us, "Please don't hurt me. I didn't do anything.."

"No. You did." He pulls me to his large black truck that's pulled up next to the shop, he swings the door open and helps me in, "I texted you and told you I was coming to pick you up this time.. I bet you didn't even see it because you was drooling over that little prick in there.." He slams the door close, the glass almost making contact with my face. I turn my head quickly, flinching in the process.

I let out a rough sob, turning my head to see Niall standing in the doorway of the shop. He slips the key into the slot, his eyes never leaving my face. I feel exposed, so I look away. I jump a little when I hear the drivers seat door slam shut.

NIALL ‼️
I watch as the audacious prick whips out of the parking spot, I saw her face. She was afraid. I lock up shop, it's the end of my shift. I should've did something, but it wasn't my place I guess. After I fix the shop off to where it's nice and neat and all the lights are turned off, I lock up and head out to my SUV which sits in the same spot that I parked it at.

- Moments Before -
I turn the corner of the shelf, holding one of the boxes that sat next to the door with a note with my name on it. I guess Cliff ( the owner of the shop ) wanted me to place the CDs on the right shelf. I turn the corner to find a girl looking down at her phone.

"Oh hi," she looks up at me, she has a pair of flashing green eyes, "I didn't think anyone would be closing tonight?" I say sitting the box down.

Her blonde hair fans her shoulders, and I notice something about her. She looks slightly afraid.

"Yeah," she frowns, "Sorry. I have to close up tonight. You are?"

I introduced myself and she introduced herself, but one thing that caught my attention was that she hesitated to shake my hand and she pulled away. When I saw the man walk into the shop, and the look that he gave her and the way she jumped to his commands made me upset. She was small and fragile looking, no man needed to talk to her like that.

- Present -
No man needed to make her afraid. No man needed to make any woman afraid. Maybe it was nothing, it wasn't my place anyways. That's their relationship. Not mine.

I clenched the steering wheel until my knuckles turned a flushed white.

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