We walked into Club 100. It had the smell of alcohol and sweat. I'm here with my boyfriend with the beautiful curly hair, and the piercing green lovely eyes.
He walks me over to the bar. He ordered us 3 shots each. The bar tender got them ready and handed them to us harshly. He gulped them down quickly, and I hesitated to drink them. I stared at them while they were sitting on the bar. My boyfriends name is Harry and I'm Gabby. I'm 20 years YOUNG, an Harry is 21 years OLD.
I have never ever been in a club before nor have I ever drunk. I turned to harry and he gave me a confused look. I gave him a fake smile.
"Hey Harry, Im not that thirsty so I'll just dump them out." I said a little shaky.
"Um okay... I guess." he said a little confused.
I walked outside and dumped the alcohol out of the little glass cups. I was about to walk inside but I was stopped by these 2 tall scary looking guys.
I gulped.
"So, your with curly." one of them said.
I remained silent.
"Where do you think your going missy." the other said.
"Um...I'm just going b-back i-inside." I said with goose bumps all Dow
my body.
The 2 guys grabbed me and took me farther away from the club. I think we are in the parking lot.
They started to try to undress me, but I fought back.
"HELP!!! HELP!!!" I screamed as loud as I could.
"Shut the hell up." one if them said harshly.
"HARRY HARRY HARRY HELP ME!!!!!!" I screamed even louder.
Right now I'm in my underwear and tank top. I kept screaming for Harry. All of a sudden a tall figure came running towards us.
"IM COMING GABBY!" he said out of breath.
he finally got to us and started to beat up the 2 guys. I scooted back still on the ground, but now I'm crying because the guys were not gentle. At All.
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by now the guys were on the ground in pain. Harry ran over to me and grabbed me. He picked me up,and held me in his arms kissing my cheeks over and over again.
He brought me over to his range rover,opened the door, and put me inside. Isn't he the sweetest.
10 minutes later
We finally arrived at my house that my mom and I share. I know what your thinking. I'm 20 years old an I live with my mom. don't judge me I love my mommy :). I was still I'm my tank top and underwear. Luckily Harry had a towel still in his trunk from when we went to the beach.
He put it around me and he brought me to my door.
"Harry I love you so much!" I said hugging him tightly.
"Love you too Gab. See you tomorrow?" he said asking a question.
Shoot.
"Sorry Harry I can't go tomorrow. I-I have a special thing to-to go to tomorrow. So I c-can't go. You k-know because I have that special thing." I stuttered then faked a smile.
He looked at me like a was crazy. I don't blame him tough.
