Pain

Chapter 3 cont...

"Go away Ashton!" I said annoyed, he went to reach for my arm again but was stopped by a masculine figure who stepped in front of me. I studied what this man looked like from behind and realized who this man was, when I heard him say...

"Ashton, just back off buddy... you've had enough to drink tonight, maybe you should go home", he runs his hands through his long curly hair, glaring down at Ashton as Harry was slightly taller. I stepped closer into Harry's back subtlety, feeling relieved to see him again.

"This isn't your business Harry, what's your problem?" Ashton spat glaring up at Harry and stepping closer fearlessly

"It is my business, because she doesn't want you harassing her, so you ether leave her alone or there is going to be a problem" Harry's right fist clenched at the side of his waist and I saw his forearm tense, I slowly reached towards him and grabbed his clenched hand, at the contact of my touch his grip softened and hand opened slightly, I moved my hand to his wrist.

"Harry let's go" I said over the loud music, trying to tug his arm away

"We shouldn't have to leave, he should!" he said looking back at Ashton who was starring Harry down angrily

"Please" I said placing my hand in his large hand and intertwining my fingers in his. He looked down at me softly and moving as I walked him to the bar, to where I let his hand go. "I didn't think I would see you here" I said with a soft smile, grateful for his presence.

"I wanted to see you" He said moving a strand of my curled hair out of my face gently. He was so gentle to me, compared to before

"What do you want to drink?" I asked over the loud music pulling out my purse, he smirked and reached into his back pocket

"You're asking me?" He said pulling out a 20 dollar note

"Did I stutter?" I asked pulling out a 50 dollar note and smiled at him with a cheeky grin

"I've never been offered a drink by such a beautiful girl" he said to me but then turned to the bartender "scotch on rocks", he looked over to me "and you?" he said putting his arm on my lower back, his touch made my stomach flutter

"Vodka and raspberry please" I said looking at Harry who was starring at me, he placed the money on the table not dropping his glare at me, I looked at the bartender and back at Harry quickly. "What?" I said giggling slightly, I was still tipsy.

"Actually" he said furrowing his eyebrows and leaning closer to my face

" You actually have this huge pimple on your face" he said squinting his eyes, I gasped quickly and rushed to a reflective mirror on the wall

"I do not!" I said examining my face, by pulling my skin and stretching it to see where the pimple was. Harry said it so loud I was embarrassed. He walked over to me, where he spun my body to face him, his torso pressed against mine

"Sorry... I thought it was right..." he leaned closer to my face "here" he said kissing the corner of my mouth, pulling away quickly and walking back to the bar to grab our beverages, leaving me flustered. This man knew how to get my heart racing.

Harry and I spent most of the night laughing at old stories of his childhood and talking like old friends, even though this was the fourth time speaking to him since he moved here so many years ago. He offered to drive me back to Luke's apartment, which I happily agreed to, he walked me to the apartment door as I held my stiletto's in my hand.

"I can't believe I haven't spoken to you all these years, you're so fun" he said leaning against the door frame

"Who knew?" I said looking down at my bare feet