alleyway [h.s]

chapter 20

*play song during chapter*
song: what do i say by Landon Tewers

RUBY'S POV

I turn around to see a man that I've never seen before standing too close to me.

He's dressed in blue jeans and white shirt. He has a black buzz cut and he looks like he's got muscle to him, but not as much as Harry does.

I find it so sick that men think they can just come up to random girls like this, assuming they are alone.

I see him give me a slow once over, smirking when he meets my eyes.

"Just waiting for some drinks" is all I say.

"Doesn't look like they'll be ready anytime soon," he glances over at the busy bar behind me, "how about instead of waiting here, you come with me to the bathroom."

I feel like I'm gonna be sick to my stomach as I see a sick looking grin appear on his face.

"Sure" I say, twirling a piece of hair around my finger.

"Follow me then, princess" as he starts to walk to the bathrooms.

I roll my eyes behind his back and follow him through the flashing lights.

It must be because of the alcohol in my system because I'm not nervous at all. I find this quite amusing actually.

I step into the glowing purple bathroom and kick the door shut behind me.

"So," I say with a taunting voice, stepping closer to him, "what did you wanna do in here?" I give him a fake smile as I drag my index finger down his stomach.

This feels totally wrong. This is totally wrong. But I won't let anyone find out about this.

"I had a few ideas in mind." He says, placing his hand behind my head and leaning in to kiss me.

"Hmm," i stop him, "not the lips. Don't wanna mess up my lipstick" I hum, leaning into his neck.

I don't kiss it. I just trail my nose up, shutting my eyes as tight as possible and breathing through my mouth so I don't smell him. He smells like sweat, I almost vomit right then and there.

As I'm doing that, I trail my hand up to his hair and tug it hard, making it seem like I just want easier access to his neck.

"Got myself a kinky little one don't I?" I hear the amusement in his voice.

I swallow hard, trying not to puke and hum a small yes, making him groan.