Mine × Harry Styles

Chapter 1 x

it gets really rough so just a warning.

edited: August 14, 2014 (i am cringing.)

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"Happy birthday Jess!" My best friend, Gianna, said to me.

"Thank you G." I smile as she sits down in the seat next to me in the restaurant.

She says hello to all the other people and kisses everyone's cheeks. Then she looks back at me and pulls a wrapped up box from behind her back.

"Oh, you didn't have to get me anything." I say, hugging my best friend.

"I know you better than you know yourself Jessica. You wanted a present." She smiles and pats my head. "Go ahead, open it!" She encourages.

I smile at the box and rip it open. I open the inside box and I gasp.

A Louis Vuitton purse and Gucci heels.

"Oh gosh Gianna! This must have cost a fortune! I love them, thank you!" I say, pulling her into a bear hug.

"Didn't cost much. Daddy paid." She said, winking.

Gianna's dad was ridiculously rich and he put more money in her credit card each week. Like she'd ever run out..

I just pulled her into a hug again and squeezed her.

Best. Birthday. Ever.

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I said my goodbyes to Gianna and all the other people that came.

Well, 21 comes with perks.

I walked to the bar a block from the restaurant. It reeked of alcohol and sweaty people.

I walk in and walk straight to the bar for my first legal drink.

"Can I have two shots?" I ask the bartender. I'm starting slow tonight.

The bartender nodded after seeing my ID and started pouring my shots.

"Only two?" I heard a deep voice whisper into my ear.

I shrugged the guy off and downed my first legal shots like a pro.

"You're good." The raspy voice said beside me. I looked at the guy. Hm, he's cute.

He had long brown curly hair, and green eyes. He's also tall. Hm.

"I'm Harry." He says, with his raspy voice.

"Jessica." I say, taking his outstretched hand.

"You're hot." I blurt out, not even caring.

"So are you." He says.

And we were off.

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-the next day-

I woke up, blinking, trying to clear my vision. There was nothing to clear up, cause the room was pitch black.

And I was tied up.

I started to struggle, and I started to panic. What happened last night!?

"Ah, you're up." I hear a familiar voice.

"Where am I?" I pleaded, trying to pull from my restraints.

"You're home now sweetheart." Harry says calmly.

"Why am I tied up?" I cry, struggling in the leather restraints.

"Oh, no worries love. Nothing bad is going to happen." He says calmly again.