You and I

Chapter 8

Cassie's POV
I have been texting Harry all day since I couldn't leave the house since Dad was home.
It was time for me to get ready so I took a quick shower, shaved my legs and armpits, and used my hair products and got out. I brushed my teeth and combed my hair and just left it down with so loose curls I made with my curling iron. I wore a short navy blue flowing dress.
"Come on!" Dad says.
We arrive in the restraunt when I was about to leave but was pulled back by a harsh yank on my arm.
"Remember what we talked about." He says as he pushes me out.
I walk in to see Anne, Harry! a girl around my age in a really tight dress, a little boy, little girl, a middle aged woman, a older woman, a middle aged man, another aged man, a older looking man, another man, a boy around my age, and a women.
Harry sees me and smiles but stays sitting. I smile back. I notice he is in a nice tux looking very handsome.
"Oh, John how nice it is to see you." The older looking man stood up.
"You as well. This is my baby girl Ariana." He says. Ok. He is trying too hard.
"Nice to meet you Ariana. I'm Qwin your father boss. He is a good man. Your father." He says as I shake his hand.
"He is. Nice to meet you too." I say back.
"This my daughter Stacy. She's your age, and my wife Christen." They both said a little Hi.
He then introduced me to the rest.
But, when he came to Anne and Harry I acually paid attention not to be rude just I don't really know these people and don't think i will ever see then again.
"Hello dear. I'm Anne Styles. But you can call me Anne. This is my son Harry."
"Hey." Harry says to me.
"Hi. Nice to meet you both." I say.
"Please take a seat." Qwin says as he points to two empty sears across from Anne and Harry. Stacy sat next to Harry which I didn't like.
"So, Ariana. Tell us a bit about yourself." Qwin says.
"Oh. Ok. Well, I am a senior in high school."
"Do you have a boyfriend?" The boy around my age asked. I look at Harry and back at the boy. I felt Dad pinch me.
"No I don't." I say. I look at Harry to see a little bit of pain on his eyes. I give him a reassuring smile. He nodds.
"So Harry, I think we should totally hang out sometime don't you think?"
"Um, I don't know." He says as he looks at me.
The rest of the dinner was mostly small talk and eating once it came time to leave, Dad and I left.
We got home and right away once we stepped into that house I was thrown across the room by a kick to the stomach.
"You stupid girl." He says as he comes near me and kicks me again and again repeatedly until my whole body ached and he walked away.
I get up and decide to get out of this house.
I run and run until I come to Harry's house. I knock as tears run down my face. He answers with a smile but once he sees me, his smile fades.
"Ari. What did he do to you?" He say as he brings me in.
"Once we g-got home h-he kept kic-kicking me." I say as he pulls me into him.
"Come on. Let's get you cleaned up." He brought me upstairs to his bathroom and took off my dress.
"That son of a b****." He says. "Im gonna go beat the s*** out of this idiot." He says.
"Harry please don't. I know it's killing you ok? but I can't let you get hurt because of me. I know you want to but please don't." I say. He nodds and gets a wash cloth out and starts wiping away my tears and wipes my blood off of me.
"One minutes." He says.
He comes back with one of his black shirts and shorts with a draw string waistband.
"Here. Arms up." He says as I put them up and he puts them on.
Harry's POV
I put in her shirt and them put on the shorts on her. I tie them the tightest they can go and brought her into my bedroom.