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

3

Paris had been ignoring me for days, since our fight in the car. I had tried call her, but she ignored it. Even at work she avoided me, like I didn't even exist.

John had been picking her up every day, and lets just say I was surprised when he said hi to me.

Today was a busy day at work. People kept buying huge meals, and they were all either chicken or the hot spicy wings. It was probably because of the big final in the football league. Young and older people were entering KFC and I was very busy, so I didn't take any notice in who came in.

Paris were in the back while I was in the front, accepting the orders. I looked up to see huge lines waiting. "Paris can you come and help me for a second?" I yelled backwards. A few seconds later, she appeared in the front. "Sure" she simply answered, before taking some orders.

After Paris helped, everything seemed to tone down, and became easier to handle. There were only a few customers now, so I decided to bring the subject up once again.

"I'm sorry about everything I said the other day." I said before handing a customer her meal. "It's okay." Paris answered before turning her face to me. "Just don't try control my life, John is sweet" she said.

Afterwards Paris and I were chatting and talking about everything and nothing.

Paris went for break, but I stayed because there were still a few customers.

"Hello sweetheart" a deep voice sounded. I looked up and I wasn't prepared to see Michael. I never thought I would see him again, as in never ever in a million years. How would he even find me.

"Aurora. Such a sexy name" he said with a smirk on his face.

My name. He knows my name, hell to the stupid no. This was not good, actually this was very bad. What if he knew my address too, or maybe he was going to follow me the rest of my life, and become my worst nightmare.

Maybe I'm just anxiety.

"H-how do you know my n-name?" I asked, frightened.

He laughed before pointing at my left breast.

Oh yeah. I have my name on a badge. Wow I'm very anxiety.

"As much as I wanted to chat with you love, I need to pick up John's chick." He looked lustfully at me, before winking.

I called out Paris name a few times before she came. "H-he is p-picking you up" I stuttered, before looking at Paris.

"Oh yeah that's right. Is John already at the football game?" She asked looking at Michael.

He nodded before looking back at me. "Is she coming too?" He asked, before adding his disgusting creepy smile.

Seriously Michael really frightened me.

"Now she is." Paris said with excitement in her voice. I was just about say no, but Paris caught me off guard and told Michael to wait for us.

Paris talked a bit with our boss, and he agreed with letting us go. I didn't want to. I tried deny her moves, and forced myself away, but it only lasted for a few seconds.

To be honest I would rather eat shit than be together with Michael.

When we had changed clothes and went outside to meet Michael, he just met us with a smirk. Paris smiled before getting into his car.

It was black with silver on the roof, I may add that it was actually very clean and that's was surprising.

"Are you getting in, or should I carry you love?" Michael said before slapping my ass. I jumped and hurried into his car.

We arrived near a little alley next to the football stadium. There were a huge group of guys, standing on the opposite pavement. They were all either smoking or drinking. I sat in the back of the car so Michael had to open the door for me.

Paris was already out of the car, and John's strong and muscular arms were wrapped around her.

I sighed while waiting for Michael to open.

When Michael finally let me out of his car, he tried sneak his arm around me, but I batted it away. "You just broke my heart love. Put the pieces together by sitting on my face?" He questioned with a huge disgusting smirk.

I slapped him before walking a bit faster over to Paris, who was now beside the group of guys.

"Got a new chick Michael?" a tall guy asked, while the others laughed. "No" I said with disgust. I'm nobody's girl, as in nobody in the entire world's girl.

Michael laughed before asking one of the guys, about the football game. I started listen what they were talking about, when they were betting who would kill the 'major' from the other football team. I started remember about the hooligan articles in the newspaper, and then I remembered that somebody would always end up getting killed after the football game.

I was so scared. I didn't know how to escape, because I have never really been in this side if the town. I decided to leave it to them, I would never fight against someone. So I'm sure people wouldn't kill me.

***

The football game was actually going really well, until John was on the opposite tribune where the enemies sat. He yelled all kind of words to them, and I knew for sure they were pissed. I couldn't help but cry out when John was getting hit by a beer can. Luckily the guards came, and got it all under control, or well I thought so.

I was walking back to Michael's car together with Michael, Paris and two other guys names Ben and James. Michael had been silence the whole walk, and hasn't tried anything. And thank god for that.

We were one street away from the car, when suddenly someone attacked Ben. Afterwards a huge group of guys came towards us. I could see on their shirts, that they were the one John had pissed off.

Someone throw a beer can after me, but luckily it didn't hit me. Michael stood between me and the guy who had thrown it, and started to yell about respect for women's. I was scared, and for the first time I saw Paris was scared too.

I didn't get to do anything, when I suddenly were attacked by someone, and thrown into a wall. I cried out in pain.

My heart was racing unbelievable fast, and I could feel hot liquor starting to run down my face. I was bleeding.

I tried get out of the guy's violently behaviors, but I couldn't. I was too weak.

Everything was blurry, and my vision wasn't clear before the guy in front of me were taken away from me.

Michael had thrown him to the ground, and was beating him.

I didn't notice John and the rest of his gang had arrived, before someone else took care of the guy Michael was beating.

I was in shock.

"Listen. Here's my keys. Take Paris with you. Run. Run!!!" Michael yelled before handing me the keys.

Before I knew it Paris and I was running...

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