Tattooed {Punk Harry Styles}

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I ran. I ran down the street, far away from everything. Tears were spilling out my eyes, Mascara running. I'm a Mess.

"Samantha!" A familiar voice calls.

Harry.

Instead of Turning around, I keep running. I hear his pace quicken. I quicken my pace too but ending up nearly falling. Let alone, In a dress and heels.

"Sam." he Catches up to me and pulls me into his chest. I reluctantly rap my arms around his torso because I know im safe. He stroked my hair as I cried. He kept whispering things like, 'Shh..', 'Its Alright.', And 'I've got ya.'

I pull away from him and wipe my eyes. My eyes go to his shirt. Wet and Stuck to his torso. Oops..

"I'm sorry." I divert my eyes back up to his face. He furrows his eyebrows. 'Your shirt.." He looks down at his shirt that's stuck to his chest and shrugs.

"Its Fine." He walks over to the nearby bench and sits, holding out his arms."Now, Come 'ere." I sit on the bench beside him, but immediately get pulled onto his lap.

"Tell me what happened." He demands. I don't want to but...

"I-It was Jase." Just saying his name hurts like hell. "He.. He was with.. Marilyn." I start to sob again and Harry immediately pulls me back into his chest, This time making his shoulder wet.

"That Jackass." He mutters. I pull back from him and wipe my eyes again.

"I'm sorry again." I say, Nodding towards his shoulder. He rolls his eyes at me, Laughing at me a little. I join in a little.

"Samantha!" A voice yells.

Jase..

"Crap." I mutter. I get off of Harry's Lap and straighten My dress out. Before I can run again, Harry grabs my arm.

"Go wait in my car." He demands, before turning to Jase.

"Where is it?" I ask him hurriedly.

"In that alley." He looks back at me and points to a dark Alley, where his red mercury was parked. I nod and run to the Alley.

I run up to his car and tug on his door. Of course.. Its Locked. Just my luck. I lean against the Car and patiently wait.

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^Harry^

I stood in front of Jase as Sam ran to my car.

"Oh, Thank god you found her. I've been worried sick. She just r-" He acted like he cared so I cut him off.

..Dumbass..

"Just shut up, Jase." I roll my eyes at him.

"Harry I-" Once again with the Bullshit huh?

"Cut the Bullshit, Jase. I warned you not to mess with Sam's Heart." I walk closer to him, towering over him a little. I hear him gulp. He's Scarred. He should be too.

"You won't do shit." He tries to stand up to me.

Keyword; Tries. The little shit must not know me. I laugh at his Denial. Not a real laugh. A dark laugh.

"You really think so, don't you?" I continue to laugh at him. He gulps again.

"I know so." He pushes me but I stand in my same place.

Shits about to go down. I stare at him. Just Stare. Jase starts to look more and more terrified. Good..

That's when I trow a Surprise punch at his face, Knocking him over slightly. He regains his balance and trows a punch back to my face. This time I have to regain my balance 'cos damn, he hits hard. I wipe my mouth on the back of my hand before giving him a black eye.

"You Piece of Shit!"

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^Samantha^

'Harry's taking forever..' I think to myself. I tap my foot against the ground waiting. I hope they aren't fighting.

I began walking around the Alley, bored out of my mind. That's till someone Grabs me by my arm and covers my mouth. I try to scream, but it just comes out muffled. I try to kick but of course my heel just comes off and I'm left barefoot. The person takes me through a door thats hidden in the Alley. There's Just a bed..

Dammit.

The person-Obviously a Man-Pushes me onto the bed and slams the door shut, Being sure to lock it. He Turns to me and I start to scream again. He walked over to me and lifted his hand up in the air. He brings it back down faster than you can say 'Help' and slaps me. Hard too.

"Shut up!" He shouts at me.

"Harry.." I quietly plead for him to come and save me.

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