Saving Grace

Friday Funday

Harry an I hadn't talked since the Wednesday he called me psycho. I tried not to think about him, I barely knew him and I'm letting a half stranger get to me so bad.

His words still cut me in a sensitive place. I've typed and delete texts over and over again hoping that I get the courage to send one, and he doesn't treat me like I treated him.

I'm so fucking selfish. I ruined a connection I had with someone over my dumb pride. I hate myself now more then ever. And that's when the craving for pain came in.

I pushed it back, or tried to atleast. I had a shift tonight and I didn't want a fresh scar on my wrist for it.

The ringing of my alarm alerting me I needed to get ready interrupted my thoughts and I jumped in my shower. I shaved my legs and made sure I used good hair products cause I NEEDED to look nice tonight, especially for a client like Graham Hunter, whoever the fuck that is.

I decided on a little black strapless dress. It was my go to, when I didn't know what the theme or event was. I let my hair air dry while I put on my makeup. Once I had my winged eye liner and dark eye shadow on I curled my hair into loose waves and changed into my dress. The finishing touches were black red-soled pumps and diamond earrings. It was barely 6:20 and I decided it would be a good idea to cover up my scars. I did this pretty much every time I went on a shift, it was something Louis wanted me to do.

As soon as I was finished I heard the familiar vroom of Louis engine.

I walked outside and there he was, opening the door for me, always a gentlemen.

"Damn Grace, you look so elegant!"

"Well that is my job"

"Alright we are meeting Graham at the gala except towards the back so he can enter with you. Zayn, Liam, and I will be close by so don't you freak out okay?"

"Alright"

We listened to the smooth hymn of the arctic monkeys as we made our way to the nicest hotel in town. It wasn't a famous chain but it was extremely nice, almost like a ritz Carlton or a hilton.

As Louis dropped me off he turned down the music and turned toward me

"Thank you for covering up your scars Grace. Be safe love"

I smiled and kissed his cheek.

"Anything for you Louis." And stepped out.

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I stood there for a few minutes and checked my phone 6:55... Where is this guy?

A few seconds later a sleek black limousine pulled in front of me, the window rolled down and a balding man peeked out

"Are you Grace?"

"Yes..?"

"Alright come inside"

I swear if this guy is Graham I'll shit.

I stepped in the limo, the inside was completely black except for a light up bar and the light emitting from a phone screen belonging to an extremely attractive man.

He looked up at me and smiled. He looked about 20 maybe 21, he had brown curly hair an he was tan. This guy was gorgeous.

"Hi there, I'm Graham and you're extremely beautiful" his white teeth were mesmerizing and he was waiting for me to shake his hand.

"H-h-hi there I'm Grace" I shook his hand. They were smooth but rough at the same time.

"When I asked Louis to get me a hot date I didn't want a model" he smirked.

I looked down at the ground and blushed. The door opened and we were put out in front of a red carpet.

Cameras were flashing as Graham lent his hand out for me to step out. I've never been in an event like this. It was amazing. I felt so famous.

I turned to face the doors where we were supposed to go and I froze. in a crisp all black tux and his hair slightly pushed back. Our eyes met and my blood went to ice. Harry.