Rain.

Chapter 1.

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He leaned down to the ear of the guy.

"Don't touch her" He order him.

Then he left him pined on the wall, paralised, and turn over us. The other guy wasn't touching me anymore and he was slowly walking over the mysterious man.

"Why? She's not yours. I got her first" He said.

I've got scared listenning to him talking about me in that way. Like if I was an objet, a trophee. The tall man took hold of the t-shirt collar of the drunken asshole and he pull him closer to him, facing him.

"Don't. Fucking. Touch. Her. Again." He slowly said, then throw him on the ground.

The guy was so drunk that he couldn't get up. The man gave to my agressor a last punch right on his nose, then he got up.

"If you try to touch her again, I'm gonna make you regret it, Nick" he said, then turn round to face me.

I was in shock. My legs were shaking, my breathing was heavy and tears were streaming down my face.

"Follow me" was all the man said to me.

I couldn't move, breath or even think. My mind was filled with fear. What the hell just happened here? If it wasn't of this man, I would be in a total different situation right now. My head was spinning, and I closed my eyes. My legs were shaking too much, not able to support my own weight anymore, and I felt myself fall down. I heard the mysterious man letting a little 'shit' slip out of his mouth before running at me and taking me in his arms before I'd hit the ground. He tried to help me stand on my feet, but I wasn't even strong enought for this. My stomach was twisting and hurting. He finaly held me in his arms like a baby, an arm under my knees and the other one supporting my back, my head falling back. I was crying like a baby now, and he probably tought I looked stupid. He pressed my body on his chest and my head rolled on the side, my forehead resting on his bicep. He walked out of the dark alley, me in his arms, and he carried me away from this place where my two agressors were probably still laying on the floor.

As we got far enought, he help me to sit on the stairs of a building, away from other people. I've never been in such a fragile state in my life before. My hands were shaking so hard it was near the ridiculous, and tears were falling down like waterfalls. Once sat on the cold stairs, I felt my head spinning and my stomach twisting even more. I was going to trow up. I just had enought time to bent a little and I spilled all the containt of my stomach on the sidewalk. I felt a hand taking hold of my brown hair, so I wouldn't vomit on them. The man put his other hand on my back and stroke it gently, waiting patiently for me to stop. After I left all my diner on the ground, my body was took by spasms and I was gagging. I was a total mess at that moment. I wasn't brave enought for thinking about how it would've go if this guy saved me. If he didn't came in this little alley and beat the shit out of them.

But soon, a detail crossed my mind. What was he doing there? How did he know their names? I shook my head, chasing the tought. He continued to stroke my back a few seconds after I calmed myself, just for making sure I wasn't going to trow up again.

"Are you ok now?" he asked.

I've got surprised by the softness in his voice. His appearence was giving the picture of a rought guy, violent and 'unrecommanded'. I was still in chock, so I didn't found the force to answer him. His hand left my back will the other still held my hair, and he gave me a scarf.

"Take it, for cleaning you up" he said.

He wasn't judging me, just hand me the scarf and gave me a worried look. I slowly brought the fabric to my mouth and wipe it out. The scarf close to my nose, I caught a small smell of smoke.

''T-Thanks'' was all I could say.

I kept my gaze on the floor, where I threw up. People in the streets were giving us curious glares, and some curious were coming a little closer to see what was happening. I felt the large hand of the man on my back.

''We have to go before these two asshole come back'' he told me.

Without asking for my opinion, he stood up and picked me up like a baby, like he just did a minute ago.

''I-I can walk'' I manage to say, but he just ignore my comment.

He crossed the street in long steps and in five seconds, we were on the other side of the street. He allowed me to get up on my own feet, but kept a steady arm around my waist. I took the oportunity to examinate him for a second. He had tanned skin and dark hair, pulling into a messy quiff. He had dark, almost black eyes.

We stood there for a second, on the middle of the sidewalk, not moving. People were looking at us weirdly, probably asking themselves how a guy like him could end up holding in his arms a girl like me. I won't lie, I was asking myself the same question. He was facing me, his tall frame dominating my small body. His brought a hand to my face and with his thumb, he gently wiped my tears.

''Now you have to act normally. I don't want you to get into more trouble'' he ordered me.

I slowly nodded, paralised.

Here's for the chapter one :)I hope you guys all enjoyed it :D I know it might be weird, but you'll see, you'll understand in the next chapters :)

Rose xox