Dirty Dancing

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Harry's P.O.V.

"RISE AND SHINE LITTLE SHIT HEADS" Jack screams. What a nice way to wake up. Can you sense my sarcasm?

"What time is it?" Y/n asks. Oh that mouth of hers worked wonders on me last night I wasn't expecting that out of her.

"It's 12:37 pm now come on you can't sleep all day" he chuckled.

He tossed two water bottles and 4 granola bars at us. "How nice" Y/n smiled. She stood up and hugged jack. He blushed before saying "No problem. Hey! later tonight you two have to go down to Black Ice for a job"

hey amber you whore ass bitch

"What? what kind of job? And why at a cheap night club?" I ask before taking a bite from my oh-so-filling breakfast. "Donnie is gonna be there and you have to give him this" He says as he throws a big bag of god knows what. Wait who the hell is Donnie? "So..are we getting paid?" Y/n asks "Um..no sweetheart im not even getting paid and Franco is my half brother"

Damn

"Anyway, Donnie owns half of this city and since pretty boy styles wanted to relocate, Franco has to get on good terms with the local streetrunners" Jack said before shutting and locking the door.

"Streetrunners?" Y/n whispers. We both start laughing hysterically.

1:04 AM

"Ok Harry so when you get in there just give him the stuff and he should give you $2,000 back" Jack told us as we got out of the rusted mustang. I nodded and led Y/n inside.

This place is full of drunk old men and slutty moms. We just got in here and about 6 guys have already hit on Y/n it's starting to piss me off. I see Donnie at the bar and I walk faster to get to him, my hand never leaving hers. He looks like your typical Italian gangster.Black suit and hat with 20-30 people around him, a cigar in his mouth and black shades on. I hand him the bag and hold my hand out for the money but he shakes his head. "I gave you your shit now give me franco's money" I say through gritted teeth. "Not until this pretty lady has a drink with me" He smiles nodding towards Y/n

She shrugs and whispers in my ear "I don't mind a drink"

I shoot her the most disgusted look I could muster up before she takes the seat next to Donnie.

Y/N'S P.O.V.

Im not trying to be rude or anything but hey....a lot has happened over the past few days and I need a drink or two. "No that wasn't in the plan" Harry whined

"Go on pretty boy let the girl have some fun" Donnie laughed

Harry began pulling my arm "Stop it. No alone time, No money" Donnie stated. "Just go harry I'll be out in a second." "I'm not leaving you" said the curly haired beauty.At this moment I start to think about everything thats happening... Im currently at a crowded bar, drink in hand and trying to convince Harry to leave me alone. This is getting really annoying now. Can't he see im getting the money? "I'll be fine Harry! Just leave me alone" I scream over the loud music.His expression full of hurt....I should say sorry. " Look,im sorry" I mumble while pushing my hair behind my ear.He walks away slowly, turning around to look at me with sad eyes.

Wait!

My dream! That night before I met.Harry...Terry. Okay this is like the biggest dejavu I've ever experienced in my life.

Harry's P.O.V.

This all seems too familiar. I don't know I just have a bad feeling about leaving her. I walk out the back door to get some air. I see two guys standing at the end of the alley way but I don't pay too much attention to them. "Hey!" One of them says, catching my attention. He's standing right in front of me. "Got anything for me?" he asks while smiling. "What? Get outta here man I don't want any trouble" I say as I grip the pocket knife in my pocket. I've been carrying it since we were taken from Y/n's house. "Gimmie watchu got" he gets closer to me. I feel threatened so I pull out my blade. He laughs before pulling out his gun.

Shit

I hear the shot a few seconds before I feel the pain in my stomach. I look down to see my blood covering my white shirt. I place my hands over the wound as I fall to the cold, wet concrete. I can't scream I can't even breathe im just in a state of shock.

"Y-Y/n" I choke on my own blood as I try to call for my girl but I know for a fact she can't hear me.

A/N: Ahhhh! Comment please :)

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