His Pure Happiness

Chapter 12

*Sophie's POV

"Sophie Evans, I love absolutely everything about you. The way you smile. The way you laugh at my unfunny jokes. The way you blush every time I call you beautiful or gorgeous. I love the way you always end up falling asleep on me when we're watching a film. I just love you. To me, you are so perfect. I've made my mistakes but please take this sorry fool to be your boyfriend. I promise to give you the world..." His words, I was on the urge of tears. I stood up, got in front of him. I cupped his chin with one of my smaller sized hand, put the other one on the back of his neck.

"Yes, it would be an honor to be your girlfriend Harry" as soon as I said those words, he leaned down and kiss me. I felt sparks, fireworks every where. Butterflies in my stomach as I didn't bother to break the kiss. He slowly pulled away and looked at my eyes. That's when we both noticed everyone in the restaurant was clapping and staring at us. I looked down at my toes, blushing a dark shade of red. Harry for the food, grabbed my hand and walked me out side to his car.

Harry helped me into his Range Rover. I smiled to my self knowing how lucky I was as I watched him make his way to the driver side. As he opened the door, a girl came behind him and held his right shoulder.

"I'll be seeing you at the club later right?" she gave him a flirty but desperate smile as he looked at her.

"No actually, I won't be around" he brushed her hand off of him.

"Why is that Harry" she put her hands all over his arm, my jealously rising more and more as she touches him like that. "I thought maybe you know, just like last time" she winks and bits her lower lip trying to be attractive. I had to admit, she would be pretty but the way she dressed and how much make up covered her face was just.. Unattractive.

"Because I already have plans with my girlfriend." He told her, getting away from her grasp and jumping into his seat. He started the car, I looked out my window admiring the moon and stars that are out starting to show at this time. My hands were resting on my lap and didn't want to move them from there.

"Whats wrong?" he looked at me, back at the road and I just shook my head.

"Nothing, nothing's wrong" I looked his way, giving him my big fake smile then looked back out side my window.

"Listen, if there's anything wrong baby, you could tell me and I wont get mad." Harry held my hand, my whole body ignited with heat. I turned to look at our hands on our hands on my lap. The car came to a stop and he took that time to look at me and give my cheek a warm kiss. When his lips came in contacted with my skin, my body burn and I felt so much compassion.

"I wanna go to that club Harry. The one... she said about.." I couldn't help but stutter at the thought of her being all over Harry like some kind of... object. His eyes widen at me and looks back at the road, Clearing his throat. "Please Harry.." I get a hold of the knee, ignoring the heat all around my body.

"I.. I don't know if that's a good idea Soph.." Now he'a the one stuttering. I can tell he's getting nervous at me wanting to go. But if he's not hiding anything then there shouldn't be a problem. "I'm not hiding anything, it'a just not a very good idea. I mean, if you want to we can go but I feel like after we just made it official, we could stay home and watch some films... You know?"

We reached the parking lot of the place. I knew he would say no but I didn't wanna stay home. I mean I did, but not tonight. I wanna go out. I walk over to the "my" room and took my heels off.

"Fine! Get ready. We're leaving in half an hour." Was all I heard from the living room. I looked at the clock. 9:30pm. Wow. I thought it'll be later.. I took my dress of deciding I'm just going to wear black jeans with a white belt, a blue flowy tank top, and my black closed wedges. (Picture)

I cleaned up my face a little but reapplied some make up. My hair was still curled so I left it how it was. I looked my self in the mirror and walked out to the living room.

Standing by the door, Harry wore a black jeans, a black low cut t shirt and his white converse. He grabbed his keys from the key rack.

"Ready?" I couldn't help but stare at him. Until i finally found my self walking out the door, in front of him.

The drive there wasn't as bad. The silence was comforting. But all I did the whole ride was look out. I wasn't expecting much to happen once we got to the club, I'm not a drinker. If anything, I'm thinking I might be the one driving back. My guess was that he was so use to coming to the clubs when the girl said "just like last time", I didn't wanna be boring.

We got to the front door of the club, the guy standing in front of the door held a clip board. Once he saw that Harry was coming his way he opened the clip from the pole. He let Harry and me inside.

"Good evening Mr. Styles" the fairly large built man said to Harry. He was at least an inch taller than Harry, but of course that didn't change anything. Harry looked at him and nodded. He stopped, let me go in front of him and we kept walking. 

"Want anything to drink?" Harry got closer to my ear so I can hear him over the loud pounding music that was around us.

"No, I don't drink. So, I guess I'll just go with a coke." He nodded at me and went off to the bar. I went into a booth near by, but once my reaching of the table. A pair of hands held my waist from behind. The pair of hands were now finding their way up my tank top. They were ruff and cold. Nothing like Harry's. 

"Alone aren't you" I froze, I could smell the whiskey from the man standing behind me. I couldn't move. He spun me around facing him. He held me closer to his cold body. He wasn't as tall, or even build. But he sure was stronger than I was. His put his lips to my neck. His cold lips made me grow goosebumps. I closed my eyes and prayed that someone would see this and help me. That's when his mouth went farther down to my boob area. I finally got some will power to bring my knee up to his crotch. 

"What the fuck! You bitch!" He bent down holding his area. Trying to get away from him. He pulled me on to the booth and got on top of me. His hand rose above me "I'll show you who's the boss!" His hand finally came in contact with my left cheek. This was a bad idea Sophie. I tell myself. I start to cry but I feel the guy's weight off of me. I look up once I can and see Harry on top of the man...

"Harry stop!" He kept punching the man in the face. His knuckles were red with blood, but not his own. His eyes were dark, I couldn't tell if it was really Harry. "Harry please stop!" I got a hold of his fist, with his strength he easily pulled away. The more his fist made contact with the man's face, the more tears that spilled from my eyes.

"Harry! Please!" My voice was now shaky and you could tell I was crying. Harry hit him one last time. He got up from being on top of him and walked towards me. I put my hand up to stop him from coming any closer. 

"Just take me home Harry." I tell him, my cheek still hurting, tears still running. I walked outside and waited for him to come out.