(ON HOLD 5EVS) the dangerous hooligan - Michael Clifford

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I walked along the harboe, looking around and enjoying the cold breeze. Paris had told me to meet her at the pub, just a few meters from here. The people walking on the opposite pavement of me, were either drunk, or on their way to the pubs. The black vehickles were parked all along the harboe, and motorcycles were on the pavements. 

I was surprised and most of all frightened, when I saw Paris standing outside that pub.

That pub is where the local hooligan gang is hanging out, which means that's where all the violence happens. I had never been inside the pub, because I was scared. Some stories says, that when girls enter the pub, they will end up getting raped or killed, and that's not really my priority. 

My dad has always told me to stay as far away from those gangs as possible. They are dangerous, and they kill people like I change my clothes. And that says quite a lot. 

I walked slowly and carefully over to Paris, which seemed to be perfectly okay with standing outside thay pub. "Wh-why are w-we h-here?" I stuttered before looking around, making sure no one heard it. 

"Don't be so anxiety you dork. I just want you to meet my new boyfriend, John" Paris didn't seem frightened about the fact that a boy, who had tattoos all over his body, eyed her. 

"A-are we going in t-there?" I asked. And I could feel my body tens when she nodded. 

"Come on in, John can't wait to meet you" she smiled before pulling me inside the pub. 

I tried hide behind Paris, while she walked down through the pub.

There were tons of tall dark haired guys, all covered with tattoos and piercing. And sadly, they were all staring at me and Paris with lust. Saying I was frightened was an understatement. I just hope none of those scary guys would take notice in that.. 

When Paris left me alone, while she hugged a tall but blond haired guy I couldn't help but feel the goose bump come, because now I had no protection. 

"This is John, my boyfriend. John this is my best friend Aurora, but I call her Rora." Paris said while introducing me to her boyfriend. 

I never thought I would come to that day, where she would introduce me to a guy like him. She never date guys like him. She always date those clever guys, or at least someone better than John. 

I just smiled, and pretended to be just okay with all of it, but to be honest I wish I could drag Paris out of the room, and just hide her. Because John really looked like someone who would hurt her. 

Paris took a seat next to John, and I followed Paris' movements and sat next to her. 

By surprise we only talked for a few minutes before John was all over her. They were too intimate for me to watch. 

I turned my back to them, and looked around in the pub. People were drinking a lot, as in more than I have ever seen someone drink before. More and more people were entering the pub, and it looked like everyone knew each other. 

I played with the end of my hair, because that was basically the only thing I could do. My disappointment grew when Paris and John got up and left me alone. I had no chance to get up and follow, because I didn't take any notice where they went. 

I was scared now. People would be able to sit down next to me, and maybe they would.. 

I throw the thought away and quickly got up, so I could leave. 

I payed for the coke I had bought, and walked over to the door. Looking back one last time, to see if Paris and John had returned, and then I walked through the door. 

***

It was dark, cold and around 11pm, and people were still walking around on the harboe. I looked at my phone to call a cab, but I didn't get a chance to, because suddenly a tall frame were in front of me. I was too scared to look, so I kept looking down at my phone, pretending I didn't see the person. 

"Hello Love." a raspy voice said, before a hand brushed my hair away from my head. 

My head was pulled up by a big hand and right in front of me, a tall dark haired boy stood in front of me. I was shaking, and I tried avoid his glance at my body. 

"Why are you standing here alone? Do you want me to take you home and have fun?" 

My breath was heavily, and I knew the person had taken notice. "I-I'm going home." I said quickly, before glancing one last time up at the guy. 

I couldn't see his face, but I imagined dark black eye, and bruises all over his face. He shaked his head, when he understood my words. 

"No" He took a step forward and got closer to me. 

"You have nothing to say. You're going to stay here with me baby" 

My voice inside of me, told me that I would not make it out alive..