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Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Fifteen

I stood staring at myself in the mirror. The black dress I had on made me feel slightly too revealed as the length fell a couple of inches above my knees. I had opted to go for bare legs as it felt like quite a warm night for November. I was wearing black army boots with a black leather jacket and my hair was swept away from my face and held in loose curls. I sighed. It would have to do. I quickly gathered my things before peering out the window to see Harry leaning against his car outside the path staring up at my window. His face glowing from the dim light of his phone that he was on. With that, my phone vibrated in my hand. “Come on baby, we’re going to be late.xx” I smiled before quickly turned the light off, closing my door and retreating down the stairs.

My mum still wasn’t home and therefore I had to make sure that I had secured the house properly when I left. I double checked the locks and then headed down the path to see Harry. He looked dazed as I grew closer, peering up and down my body. I bowed my head when I reached him and he planted a soft wet kiss on my forehead. “You look beautiful” he whispered into my ear, covering my body with goose bumps. I giggled and thanked him. He took me by the hand and led me over to his car. Once securing the passenger door closed, Harry did his usual jog around the front of the car and got in the driver’s side. He pulled his seatbelt around his torso and started the ignition of the car.

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We pulled up outside a club that had a long queue leading from the door down the street. Harry assisted me down from his car and took me by the hand to lead me to the front of the line. “Harry, we need to go that way” I said as I tugged his hand to point to the opposite end of the queue. He shook his head and pulled me closer so his arm was slung around my shoulder. To my surprise, Harry knew the bouncers on the door and they let him in with no problems, much to the frustration of the people waiting in the line outside. I couldn’t help but giggle as I heard them causing trouble with the bouncers.

The music was thumping and I could feel it vibrating through my chest. I was pulled over to a booth in the corner of the room that was filled with sets of people. They all seemed more than happy to see Harry, pulling him in for hugs and high fives. I was offered a seat next to a very pretty girl with long brown hair. “Hi babe, I’m Sophie” she shouted over the bass. I smiled back “Bella” she took me in a hug which made me feel instantly welcome. I turned to look at Harry but he had gone and I couldn’t see him anywhere. “Where’s Ha-“ I began but was interrupted by a rather tall boy with blonde hair and large blue eyes.

“Hi, I’m Lucas. You’re not Harry’s bird are you?” he said. I shook my head. Even though I had subconsciously fallen for Harry and did in fact want to be classed as ‘his’ at that moment, I wasn’t. He grinned at me, he eyes slightly widening. “Fancy a dance later?” he said smugly. My cheeks flushed pink as I began to stutter, trying to figure a way of getting out of the situation. But thankfully, I was stopped before I could say anything else. A large hand was placed on Lucas’ right shoulder. I looked up and met eye contact with the green orbs staring at me. Lucas turned. “Alright mate!” he shouted over the music. Harry glared at him, his grip tightening on Lucas’ shoulder. Lucas took the hint and half-heartedly left me alone with Harry.

“What did he say?” he asked with a tinge of anger to his voice. “Nothing” I sheepishly said, shying away from the harsh look Harry had in his piercing green eyes. He shook his head and gripped my thigh that was on show by my revealing dress. His grip tightened as he stared into my eyes. I winced away, the pain becoming intense from Harry’s fingertips. He noticed and gently released his hand away from my thigh and took my hand before showering it with soft kisses.

I smiled at him and he smiled back. Without us noticing, everyone had vacated the booth and it was just Harry and I sat alone in the corner of the club. Harry’s hand was once again pressed onto my thigh. He gently squeezed it as he looked into my eyes. I could see lust in his eyes. He leant into my neck, fanning warm breath across my already tingling skin. He placed his lips to the skin and began to nibble at the crook of my neck. The nibbling then turned to sucking and pain raised to the surface of my skin. I winced, trying to get away from the pain but Harry wasn’t stopping. I placed my hand to his chest and pushed him away from me. He looked into my eyes before cheekily winking at me.

He looked down to my thigh and then looked eye contact with me again. Suddenly, his hand began to slowly travel further up my leg. My breath was hitched in my throat as he gently brushed past my knickers. I shot up. “I need to pee” I gushed. He laughed as I brushed past him, heading for the toilets.

I looked in the mirror of the toilets. They were deserted so it was just me on my own in the room. I gently pulled down the collar on my dress to reveal a rather large red mark on my neck. He had marked me. The patch on my skin was showing small hints of purple where the blood had been raised to the surface. Harry had clearly overheard what Lucas was saying and was obviously just trying to show me off as “his”. Even though I thought I wanted Harry, I didn’t want to be marked in the way that I had. I felt dirty. I took some cold water in my hands and gently rubbed it over the sore skin at the base of my neck. I heavily exhaled my breath before exiting the toilets again; making sure that the fresh mark was covered.

I headed back towards the booth, only to find Harry sat with another blonde and rather bustious girl. His back was to me but I could see his hand gripped on her thigh like it had been to mine not long ago. A sudden sense of sadness overwhelmed me as I saw Harry and the girl passionately kissing. I couldn’t believe my eyes. Their lips were firmly pressed together, both of their eyes closed. I couldn’t stay here, I had to get out. I quickly strode away from the booth and headed towards the exit door. As I reached the door, I turned around to see Harry’s lips still locked with the girl’s. What an arsehole. I forced the door open and quickly strode down the corridor, tears threatening to brim over my lashes.

It was when I got outside that I heard a voice calling after me, but not the raspy one that I had hoped for. It was Lucas. He was running after me, noticing that I was clearly upset. “Bella, what’s up?” worry filled his eyes as he saw the tears streaming down my face. I shook my head, trying my best to rid the tears that were falling. He tucked the loose strands of my hair behind my ears before cupping my chin and tilting me to face him. I couldn’t hold it in much longer. I began to wail and I couldn’t stop.

Lucas took me in his arms and held me close to his chest. The steady rhythm of his breathing slowly calming me down. He released from the embrace and said “I’ll take you home babe, my cars just around the corner” I shook my head. “I’d rather walk” I uttered, wiping the tears away from my face. Lucas could see that I was going to take a lot of persuading, so he took control and grabbed me by the hand before leading me down the street, away from the club and towards his car.

We quickly turned a corner, Lucas still leading me. But as we continued to pursue down various streets, I noticed that Lucas’ grip was becoming firmer and firmer around my smaller hands. I tried to relax mine, which only made him grip tighter. Suddenly, I was forced up against the wall and my wrists were pinned down. “Now that you’ve seen what Harry’s really like, maybe we could have some fun” His words caused goose bumps to raise all over my body. I didn’t want to. Not with Lucas. Not with Harry. Not with anyone. His grip began to tighten as I tried to struggle away.

I didn’t know what to do, and surely I was too far away to scream for help so I remained silent. “You’re beautiful Bella, Harry doesn’t deserve you. You saw what he did, he clearly doesn’t want you. I’ll show you a good time” he smugly said. I shook my head. Harry wasn’t like that; he wouldn’t just lead me on and then break my heart. But he was kissing someone else in the club. Anger suddenly rushed over me. How could he judge Harry? I racked my brains for ideas on how to escape but I couldn’t process a successful idea.

Lucas slowly let go of one of my wrists but kept a firm grip on the other. He looked deeply into my eyes. Deep blue piercing my muddy brown ones. I was frightened. I needed help. I needed Harry. Lucas’ hand was then placed on my hips and my dress was drawn further and further up my legs. My chest rose and fell dramatically and my dress reached my knickers. That’s when it happened. I took my left foot and stamped on Lucas’. The sudden action caused him to let go of my wrist and drop to his knees in pain. And that’s when I ran.

Quickly weaving in and out of the buildings that lined the streets that Lucas had previously dragged me down. I was lost and I had no idea how to get out of the maze that I was currently in. I didn’t have the best fitness but the sheer fright pushed me to sprint to increase the distance between myself and Lucas. I turned to look behind me to see if Lucas was in sight. I could see him, quickly making up the distance between us. My legs beginning to slow down. Without looking, I ran straight into a wall. I collapsed into a heap on the floor and blacked out completely. Great.