August 8th [h.s]

Chapter 1

A/N:

Picture of Elena to the side! if it is still there...

•Elena•

The house was filled with intoxicated bodies, sweating, dancing and most people grinding. I found myself wondering if coming to this stupid party was even a good idea. I knew it was a bad idea the second my best friend brought it up.

--Six Hours Earlier--

"Guess what we're doing tonight?" Hayden happily said.

 

  I really wasn't in the mood to deal with her guess games, "I don't know." She sighed.

"I am going to get you all dolled up and then I am dragging you to a party." She smiled.

Here's the thing, I can do parties and god knows Hayden can too. It's just, sometimes I have the worst luck, especially at parties.

I pondered for a moment, "Fine, but if something happens to me or if you get too drunk I am either not going to talk to you or I an going to steal your car and leave you there by yourself." I threatened. She didn't seem phased though, "Yay, okay let's get started." She cheered and rushed to my closet to pick out an outfit.

It took Hayden longer than usual to get ready, maybe about an hour and a half to two.

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Now here I was at this party wanting to at least have a drink or two. You know, live a little.

  I grabbed a drink from the cooler in the kitchen and made my way to the dance floor meeting with my best friend Hayden. We both danced the night away until I was feeling a bit tipsy, I felt a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist from behind but I just kept dancing.

   After awhile of dancing I went to pry the guys hands off but he wouldn't let go, I tried again and he let go. I walked upstairs to the bathroom and did my business, when I opened the door a pair of dark brown eyes poured into mine.

"I don't remember saying I was done with you." he huskily whispered and pushed me into the bathroom closing the door.

  I backed into the wall and he pushed his chest against mine. he brushed his lips passed my jaw line down to my neck. He harshly nipped at my skin making me yelp in pain, my hands flew to his chest and I tried helplessly to push him back.

  "Stop, please." I begged and he crashed his lips to mine, I didn't kiss back so he forcefully shoved his tongue down my throat. I bit down on it and I could taste the blood on my lip as he pulled back.

  "What the fuck, you stupid bitch!" he yelled and I felt a burning sensation on my cheek, he slapped me. He hitched my dress up to my hips, he then started to undo his jeans.

  I took the opportunity to yell, "Help, please!" Just then the door swung opened and the guy was pulled from me, I was sobered up for sure by now. I pulled my dress down and I fell to the floor, what the hell just happened? About 20 minutes later a guy with brown curly hair, beautiful green eyes filled with anger, a lean body, tattoos and a lip and eye brow piercings came in. He walked up to me and picked me up bridal style, he walked out of the bathroom and down stairs.

   "This isn't over Styles!" someone yelled and he put me down. "Believe me when I say I"m counting on it." He growled back.

"How about right now since your so certain." the guy called out. "Harry, come on man you know your not supposed to fight again." a Guy that looked quite like Harry, with the tattoos and piercings at least.

  "Someone get her out of here." Hayden came up to me and grabbed a hold on my wrist. "Let's go." she whispered. I locked eyes with Harry and turned around leaving.

   I was still trying to process everything that happened tonight, the guy trying to rape me but why, I left and he followed why not pick someone else? Harry helping me and beating the guy. Him not being able to get into a fight, what was he like? All the unanswered questions I have but I don't want the answers. I need to stay away, it's not like I'll ever see him again, right?

  "What happened?" Hayden asked, I just shook my head and turned away. There was no way  I could tell her she would flip. Even if he didn't put his banana in me, she would still make a big deal about. She would probably even try and go back to the party to 'beat' him up. How is she supposed to beat him up if I don't know where he is, he could be gone for all I know. But, that Harry guy. I want to know him but, he looks like bad news. I would say my momma taught me better than that but, then I'd be lying. I just don't understand he could have had better things to be doing, like a girl. Why the hell would he help  me? Maybe he isn't completely heartless. Maybe not even at all.

I would just like to know what happened to the guy. What was Harry going to do to him, what was the guy going to do to Harry. The guys and Harry, when they looked at each other their eyes held pure hatred.

 I was confused and tired, dizzy and weak. I wanted to sleep but, knowing Hayden should probably make me stay up for an hour before I could go to sleep to make sure if I had a concussion it would go away or something like that.

But, that is if I can get some sleep.

Lets hope.

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    I woke up  the next morning to hard knocks on my front door. I still had the thoughts of Harry last night, and I can't get the feeling out of my body that I'll see him again, but I know I won't.

And I was able to fall asleep, thank god.

  I answered the door, shocked as to who was there, I guess I was wrong I would have to deal with one of them again, I saw this guy at the party he told Harry not to fight.

The question is, who is he?