My Tourmaline

Chapter Seventeen

"Mmmm.. This looks nice. I like the icy froth they have put on top..."

I began licking my lips, biting down slightly on them, staring into Harry's eyes with my mouth parted. I probably look ridiculous to him right now, but hey it's worth a shot right? Harry's left hand was preoccupied, so I knew he wouldn't eat the froth with his right hand just yet. I pulled the long tall glass towards me, taking the small plastic scoop from the side of the saucer, and scooped the border of coconut which was spread on the rim of the glass. I swiped the spoon smoothly over the froth, opened my mouth, and slowly inserted the spoon, staring Harry directly in the eye. I sucked the spoon slowly, licking off all the froth, and rolling my eyes shut whilst taking the fizzy texture in my mouth. Harry shook his head, looking down. I raised my eyebrows... He was acting as if it wasn't affecting him, even though I could tell from his sudden louder breaths that this wasn't the case. The fun of my game had distracted me from the odd stinging, now numb like feeling between my legs.

I placed my hand softly to Harry's chin, cupping it, and bringing his head up to face me. Now I had his attention, I could now manipulate him. I stroked my hand under Harry's fur coat, brushing my fingers down his stomach as I saw his chest rise and fall quicker than normal. I continued to spoon the froth from our drink, slowly placing it between my lips, maintaining the direct eye contact with him. I then got to his waist line.

"You can't get in... I have skinny's on." he smirked.

"I don't want to 'get in' " I sarcastically mimicked his speech. Harry frowned in response. I began brushing my left hand over his crotch, on top of his skinny jeans, clawing my fingers slowly, all over his private area, to then taking the mini scoop, biting down hard on the plastic between my teeth, and squeezing tightly onto Harry's bulge which was tightly compacted within his jeans. It hurt him slightly, but the passion in his eyes told me he was certainly enjoying this. He shuffled slightly in response, coughing with his right hand over his mouth.

I began to giggle at my revenge, looking around me to inspect whether anyone had any suspicions of our crime like behaviour. It seemed everyone around us were deep in conversation with their company. An old woman and her husband were tapping the time pod on the centre of the table, clearly amused at the strange technology. A round table with four or five men on seemed to be debating about what seemed the most boring and irrelevant topics known to man, and the majority of others in VIP were just quietly sipping their drinks and looking amongst the people sat out of the vip section in the standard dining areas. My moment of people watching was short lived however, when I felt a sudden thrust of cold inside of me.

"Ah fuck! What is that?!" I cringed in pain. The cool sensation seemed to cause sharp pains inside me, and it was not comfortable what so ever. I began to shiver, wrapping my coat around me. Harry had crossed his legs, and was biting his lip erratically whilst looking ahead of him. His fingers suddenly thrusted even further into me, however this time not only was it pleasurable, it was agonising. That was no way just his fingers inside of me.

"Harry stop now, that fucking hurts." I looked at him, sternly. He immediately pulled his fingers from inside of me, the feeling making me rather nauseous. His hand came out from under the table, as well as his hand holding the scoop in which I had mouth fucked to tease Harry. My eyes widened in shock, when I realised it was that he had put inside of me.... Although it did feel rather good, it hurt, A LOT. I was stinging a little inside, and began to fidgit in discomfort. To make matters even weirder, Harry then lifted the spoon to our drink, swiping a generous take of froth to the spoon, placing it between his lips as it entered his mouth. My eyes widened in shock.

"That's disgusting! Don't tell me you enjoy that?! " I scoffed, turning away in disgust.

"I'll prove to you I do... Later."

I blushed at his cheeky remark, and the wide grin on his face told me he knew exactly how to have an effect on me.

It came to my attention our time was going quickly. It seemed our under the table antics had taken up most of our time. I leant forward, and began gulping the drink down, the ice cold fruity alcoholic flavour teasing my taste buds. I stopped, leaving Harry half, as I got up from the table.

"I'm going to the girly room, be back shortly."

I got up from my chair, pulling the short part of my dress down and hugging the fur coat wrapped round me as I wandered, slightly lost around the ice bar.

I scuttled towards a big wooden door in the corner of the place which carved in middle in ice was written 'Ladies'. I hoped that the toilet wasn't made of ice.

I entered the empty loo, which to my delight was slightly warm, bright and had an accompany of classical music playing in the background. I entered the cubicle, and had a quick wee. Fuck... There is blood?! This wasn't the act of mother nature though, I'm sure of it. I knew that my limits had been met with that friggin plastic scoop! GREAT. The only thing I can think of doing is wrapping tissue round the middle of my knickers, so any other blood would hopefully stay confined within that. It shouldn't be loads hopefully, so it will be alright.

I did one quick check of myself in the mirror. My cheeks are slightly flushed, and my lipstick has worn off. Ill have to top that up in the car before we go to the restaurant or wherever the hell he is taking me for dinner.

I began drying my newly washed hands, as an old woman entered the toilet. I gave her a small, friendly smile, as she vanished into the cubicle. I pushed open the heavy wooden toilet door, rubbing the back of my dress to check it wasn't tucked up or anything. As I stood back outside, I bumped into someone who had obviously exited the men's toilet opposite me.

"Ah, sorry!" I exclaimed, stumbling back from the other person.

"Sorry, my fault!"

I blushed a little, as we locked eye contact. I then realised who I was faced in front of.

"Rob?!"

"Oh... Hi Lil."

"What on earth are you doing here?" How was Rob able to afford or even be in a place like this?!

"Just meeting up with a mate, nothing too special. He knows the guy who owns this place so he managed to get us in. Pretty exclusive in here isn't it?"

His eyes widened, as he gestured to the room. What had gotten into him? He was actually speaking for once.. It was a shock to the system if I'm honest... It felt strange to actually hold a conversation.

"Have you been drinking?"

"Yep.. Can you tell?" He laughed.

"You're actually holding a conversation, so yes I can tell." We both laughed, until my laughter was quickly stopped as I felt a hand grope my back tightly. It was far too tight of a grip, so it couldn't be Harry?

"Whose this Rob? Ya girl friend? Kept that one quiet, didnt you?" My thoughts were confirmed by the roughness of touch, and the grumbly, loud voice that this was not Harry.

I turned myself around, pushing the guy slightly off me. His tall stance towered over me, his big brown eyes glazing up and down my body which made me feel uneasy.

"It's a girl from work. Not my girlfriend." Rob smiled, unknown to the fact that I was trying to make eye contact with him to get his wierd friend to back off. I should have known he would have dodgey friends.

"Single, and ready for me then is it?"

The man sniggered, walking towards me as I walked back, stumbling against Rob. I started to panic, and the only thing I could think of doing was to call Harry through the music and loud bustle of conversation throughout the room.

"Harry!! Harrryyyy!!!" I shouted, trying to escape myself from the cornered position. He didn't reply, and I began to panic.

"Are you alright dear? Are these men harassing you?" I heard a old, posh voice coming from beside me. I turned to see the old woman who previously I smiled to in the bathroom. I looked at her in silence, widening my eyes. She could tell I felt uncomfortable, and I thanked god that this woman was such an angel.

"Good bye, Gentlemen." She thinned her lips, nodding her head as she took my arm and walked me away from the bathroom.

"Thank you so much!" I whispered, squeezing her arm slightly.

"Don't mention it darling! Where are you sitting, is someone here with you?"

"Yes, the VIP area with my boyfriend. I know where to go from here." I said as we approached the ice band which sectioned off VIP and Standard dining.

"Sure. Have a lovely evening!" She smiled, as she walked away. I called out "Thank you again!"

I approached the table, where Harry was sat, texting.

"Thank you for being so heroic." I rolled my eyes, sitting down further away from Harry and looking away.

"What?" He frowned, shifting himself closer to me.

"I was just being harassed by a couple of men, and I called your name several times. Luckily an old woman came to my rescue" I said bluntly without making eye contact.

"What men? Who? I'm gunna kill them..." Harry stood himself up, looking about the room with an angry stare, his eyes darkened.

"Just leave it, I sorted it myself okay?"

I pulled him down. Like he would do anything about it here anyway..

"I'm sorry baby, if I heard I would have been there straight away."

He leant forward, taking me by surprise as his cool, minty lips locked with mine. He tasted of our icy beverage, and his tongue sliding slowly against my lips and into my mouth ignited a warm feeling in my stomach. The butterflies are extreme.

"Drink up, we have two minutes left." He pulled away.

I gulped down the remainder of the drink, which was still ice old, placing the now empty ice glass on the table.

"La La Lets Gooooooo" I said, standing up and gripping Harry's hand tightly as we made our way to the exit. I gave a wave to the woman who saved me earlier, and left the bar passing Presley on the way out.

"Laters man and gal you be safe now!" He waved.

"Cheers pal." Harry smiled, patting his back as we walked up the path. It was pretty windy out, and I clutched Harry tighter to me as we walked.

"Are we going in the car now?"

"We sure are kiddo. We parked it just he..." Harry stood frozen, just before the car.

"Get back now." I was pushed behind him, as we scuttled backwards behind a big bush.

He placed his arm round my mouth. My heart began thumping against my chest. The alcohol in my system wasn't doing me much good, as it made me louder than what I needed to be, and my breathing was becoming persistently loud against Harry's hand.

"SHUTUP." Harry whispered into my ear angrily.

What the fuck was going on? I was staring to see what Harry was hiding us from, to realise there were two men stood in front of Harry's car.

"Try and listen." Harry whispered.

I heard the skinner guy of the two whispering between them, slurring.

"I'm sure it's his man. I recognise the registration plate."

"Letssss go n fuckaang find himmmm thennn" the chubbier man slurred, stumbling backwards.

Then I realised who it was... It was Rob and his friend from the bathroom. How on earth did they know Harry and his car?

"Pffffffft fuck that. Do you not realise what he would do to me? Lets go now mate." They both walked towards me and Harry, but we were too hidden behind the bush in the dark for them to realise we were there.

"The two guys from the bathroom." I whispered against Harry's hand, which he was slowly bringing away from my mouth.

"Huh?"

"The two guys? They were the knobs from the bathroom. And I work with one of them. Rob."

"Was that the fat one? I haven't seem him before, but I know the other guy. I know him too well."

"Oh?" I frowned.

"What?" Harry frowned, as I took his hand.

"Rob was the skinner one. He works at the shop." I repeated.

Harry stared in silence, his eyes widened.

"His name isn't Rob, it's Tom. He's my sisters ex.... Lottie's dad."

I squeezed Harrys hands tightly. I couldn't believe my ears. W H A T ?!

"You are not going anywhere near him, do you hear me? Lets get out of here, we will talk more about it later but let's not let it spoil our night."

I really needed to know more.. I was in genuine shock! But I didn't want anything to get in the way of where me and Harry were about to go.

"I'm hungry too" I continued his sentence. We walked towards the car as Harry opened up the passenger door for me to hop inside. I clambered in, an uncomfortable pain shooting through me when I sat down from the previous events under the table. I smirked a little when remembering how cheeky he was.

"Oi you...Something amusing?" Harry smirked, closing his door and turning on the engine.

"No no, nothing at all." I replied, holding eye contact as my heart began beating fast. Oh he looked so sexy.

"I will get it out of you."

Harry lurched forward and began tickling me, dabbing his fingers into my side and at the bottom of my stomach. He pinched my sides, making me leap out of my chair, squealing. I shot back down onto the seat, begging for mercy, but the shooting pain continued, and I let out a slight wince through gritted teeth.

"What's wrong?! Harry immediately stopped, frowning in concern. I was embarrassed to say exactly what was 'wrong'.

"I'm fine honestly." I smiled, hiding the pain. Harry frowned, but shrugged it off and drove on.

I looked out the window and it began to rain. I hate the rain sometimes, but I love the sound of it when it hits against the car or in buildings, it's oddly relaxing...

"Raindrops keep falling on my head, doo doo doo.."

I began singing. I can actually hold a tune, but I have never in my life sang properly in front of anyone. And lets not lie, this raindrops song clearly was not the best song to show off your vocal range in the slightest.

I heard Harry snigger a little.

"Yes?" I smirked, turning to face him.

"Nothing, nothing. You have a cute voice Lil."

"Oh please!" I scoffed. "Anyway where are we going?"

"It's a surprise. I know you'll love it. Hopefully the weather will get nicer for it though..."

"Nothing can ruin our evening as long as we are together." I smiled, putting my hand on Harrys leg, and rubbing it slightly with my thumb.

"Don't make me crash the car, beautiful." Harry chuckled.

"Hmm? Oh.. Oh sorry ha!" I chuckled back, taking my hand away and placing it on top of Harry's hand which was rested on the gear stick. His hand was warm, and the feeling of his soft touch comforted me a lot.

"Nearly there.." Harry whispered to himself.

"We are near the sea?"

I was staring through the darkness outside the window. Harry didnt answer me, and the silence made me anxious and excited. Where the hell had he taken me?! We pulled up outside what looked like docks, but I just couldn't tell. Nothing was lit up, but I could see boats faintly in the distance.

"Here baby."

"Where are we?!"

"Shush." He put his finger to my lips, and with his other finger pressing the button from mine and his seatbelt releasing it. " Just... Follow me."