Midnight Memories (Harry Styles stripper AU)

Chapter Four : Jared.

A/N The first bit contains abuse, I tried to minimise it so it won't hurt anyone's feelings or disturb them in any form..... Enjoy the chapter :)

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Those eyes, those cold cruel ice blue eyes. It was Jared and he was reeking of alcohol, like he wasn't terrible enough sober. "You thought you could run away from me bitch?!" He snarled and grabbed a handful of my hair.

"Fuck you!" I said, he shoved me to the ground and kicked me in the gut; I let out a scream at the sudden pain. He was going to beat me up again, last time he nearly killed me and I wasn't about to let him do this again. But I was too drunk and hurt to get up and beat his ass so, I did the second best thing; I let out an ear piercing, blood curdling scream for help hoping that somebody would hear and come save me. That son of a bitch started beating me harder and more violently for screaming, I went into foetal position in an attempt to minimise the damage done to my body. I was starting to lose hope till I heard somebody.

"Hey! What the fuck are you doing?!" The voice yelled.

"Fuck off! It's none of your fucking business." Jared growled. As I was readying myself for another kick to finish me off, Jared was suddenly yanked out of my sight and from what I could make out; several kicks and punches were thrown at him till he fell to the floor unconscious......or so I hope. I crawled to him to check if he had a pulse-I didn't want the guy who saved me to get into trouble, I couldn't care less if he died- but I was stopped by the stranger kneeling next to me, he too had blue eyes but his were warm and kind. He somehow looked familiar but in my current state I couldn't quite grasp it, he rubbed my back softly causing me to flinch away in pain and fright.

"It's okay, you're safe now."He said softly then he started to help me up and lead me somewhere while still rubbing the small of my back.

"Where are you taking me?" I asked shakily.

"Don't worry darling, I'll take you to the hospital." He said, I stopped walking and shook my head vigorously, "You're beat up really bad, you need to go to the hospital."

"No, I don't have any broken bones. I'm fine, no hospital please." I said frantically, I really didn't want to go to the hospital and be asked all those questions, I had a feeling that a simple "I fell" won't cut it this time. Besides, I really hate hospitals; they bring back a lot of terrible memories that I'm trying my best to forget.

"Okay fine, come with me then."  He said, I went with him I really didn't have any other choice, I didn't want to scare the living daylights out of my absolutely wasted friends and I really needed the help. Every single part of my body was aching, we reached another back door but this one was to a different club. He led me through a lot of people scurrying around in very revealing costumes, clothes racks were here and there. Then, we got to what appeared to be a dressing room, "Wait here, I'll go find some bandages or a first aid kit."

"Thank you." I said looking up at him.

"You're more than welcome. Now wait here." And with that he left, I took in my surroundings it was sort of a theatre dressing room with those mirrors that have lots of lamps lining its frame, clothes scattered here and there, empty cans of beer; it definitely looked like it belonged to guys. I was interrupted by the stranger coming back and kneeling in front of me, "You look really familiar have I seen you somewhere before?!" He asked getting some things out of the first aid box.

"I don't know but you look really familiar too."

"I'm Louis, what's your name?!"

"I'm Jade."