The Tour (One Direction FanFic)

Chapter 13

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                      Rylee's POV

Everyone's mouth hung agape. Would he seriously end this band because of a late album?!

Angry, I got up storming out of the room. I didn't know where to go, all I knew was I wanted some time alone. I walked for about 10 minutes before coming across a small pub. 

One drink couldn't hurt right?

I pondered over the thought in my head, slowly walking into the bar. I made my way through the drunk people on the small dance floor. Once at the bar, I took a seat on one of the many stools making myself comfortable.

A bartender appeared, wiping the counter tops. He gave me a devilish smirk, leaning over the bar.

"What could I get you beautiful?"

I ordered a beer, turning around in my stool and leaning against the counter. When the bartender reappeared I realized something kind of important.

I'm underage.

He handed me my beer and asked for my I.D. just to make sure I was old enough. I mentally face palmed.

"Erm, I left it at my house."

Would've been a great excuse if my I.D. wasn't sitting on the counter alongside my car keys. The bartender glanced down at my I.D. before looking back up at me.

"Let me guess, your underage?"

I sighed nodding my head slowly. I was pretty sure I was going to be kicked out right then and there, but instead the bartender put that same smirk on his face. My breath hitched in my throat as he leaned forward, his lips almost touching my ear.

"Well maybe I'll let this one slide. If you do something for me."

I jerked my head back, looking him straight in the eyes to see if he was serious. Sure enough, that stupid smirk was still plastered across his face.

"Um, as nice as that sounds. I think I'm going to have to pass."

I quickly got up grabbing my belongings and heading straight out the door.

I was about 5 feet out the door when someone grabbed me from behind and dragging me into an alley.

You see, I was never one of those "Help me" people. I'm quite independent. This guy obviously didn't know he was messing with a former Marine.

It was dark, but I could smell alcohol on him, so I'm assuming this is the horny bartender.

I gave him a crooked smile before grabbing the collar of his shirt and shoving him to the ground.

"Rule #1, don't drag innocent girls into alleys."

I then delivered a strong blow right to his face. He immediately started bleeding out of his nose. I probably broke it. Eh, big deal, he'll get over it!

"Rule #2, don't force girls to do anything."

I continued to deliver punches to his face, as he tried to put his arms up in defense.

"And last but certainly not least, rule #3, don't mess with girls like me. We'll kick your ass any day of the week!"

I punched him one last time before giving him the biggest smile possible and walking back down the street towards the hotel.