Beauty With A Gun (Hidden Beauty)

Chapter 11

"Hey have you seen Harry?!"I yelled over the music to April.

"WHO?!" She yelled back. "OH THAT GUY?" She asked I nodded and she shrugged and took off in the crowd of fellow drunks. Collins was in the corner with Rebecca doing god knows what. I sighed as I was left with Lily who was sucking face with Robert and Zoe.

I felt a hand grab my as before someone pulled me into them. "What are you doing her Roxy?" Andrew whispered in my ear. Ugh he reeked. I moved to get away, but he held my wrists against my sides. I looked around to see I was in the middle of a crowd of strangers. It was to crowded for me to really fight. I went to slam my foot against him but all of a sudden I couldn't move my body. My eyes widened as I realized I was trapped with out any weapons or control over my body.

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Harry's POV (3 hours earlier)

I waited outside her bathroom waiting for her to come out. I looked around her dorm room to see she had a still packed duffle under her bed, a pillow, and a throw blanket. I sat on her bed and looked at the other half of the room. It was bright with many colors, lots of photos, and papers thrown everywhere. I smiled her roommate at least sleeps here. I wonder if they are close.

I saw two note books on Roxy's side of the room on her night stand. I glanced back at the door. She's been in there about five minutes.... girls take a while.... couldn't hurt to take a peek, I decided. I opened the first one and started flipped through it. It looked strange with pictures of basic objects with arrows and writing in another language pointing to specific pieces. After looking through it for a few minutes I gave up trying to figure it out. I opened the next one and smiled. There were drawings she must of done. I didn't know she was artistic.... Does Collins?

The first picture was of a strange woman I had never seen before in the corner she wrote 'I'll never forget you Kitty' The woman looked older but she was still beautiful. There was a picture of a young crying Collins. You could tell she her heart broke over this young boy by the sadness she drew in the eyes. I kept flipping some being people, others places or weapons she drew in great detail. Then I found one that made me stop. It was one of the lake that night. She made it look even better then it did in real life. It took me a moment to turn the next page. It was the last drawing, I touched my uncompleted face delicately.

"What are you doing?" Her angry voice flitted to me.  I froze. Busted.

"I was just..." I stuttered.

"Snooping?" She suggested. I turned around to apologize but for the second time since I entered the room I lost my breathe. She was wearing this dark red tight dress with matching heels. My eyes automatically went up her body til the found her plump lips. She let a small smirk before stepping up into me I instantly put my hands on her hips as my eyes glazed over with lust. She leaned up to press her lips to my ear and I shivered. "Next time you get curious Harry just ask. Cause the next time I'll have to hurt you." My eyes widened at her words before another shiver went down my body. What was this girl doing to me?

She stepped back and gave me a real smile holding me as her prisoner still. She grabbed my hand and pulled me along with her. I was in complete shock from her drawings, to her action, then seeing her real smile, and then finally with the realization this was the first time she went to touch me. Sure she's dragged from people trying to attack me, but other wise it's always been me reaching for her.

"We can take my car." She spoke taking me from my thoughts.

Ten minutes later. "OH GOD! We are going to die. We are going to DIE!" this has been my mantra since she got past the gate. I glanced at her speed meter.  When I had asked her what kind of car this was she had answered with pride.