Chapter 6

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Id like to dedicate this chapter to Dawne she's a good friend and a lovely girl! She's helped me plan most of this book so I really owe it to her. :) Doris_xx



I've fallen for him faster then I ever thought possible. I keep wondering if Harry felt the same. I keep going back to when he pulled me to his chest and hugged me in the best way. He held me to his chest until I stopped crying.

I stay with him tonight until Sunday. It's the first time. I've not seen my room once. I wonder if he's had any other submissive apart from me in that room? Excitement and nervousness takes over me as it gets closer to time for me to go.

My mind goes back to Harry, the girls haven't bothered me once since he told Carly to leave me alone. They've actually kept their distance and in a way that worries me. While I'm totally happy about that I'm worried because I don't know if they are planning something bad?

I need to get out of here. I need to quit. The longer I stay here I feel it will get worse. I need to find another job first.

I make note to ask Harry when I see him later for some help. I'm sure he knows some people.

The last hour I spend walking the isles. Anxiously waiting to see Harry, he's not my boyfriend but it sure feels like it.

I continue walking and fixing any obscure book on the shelf. I see Carly walking towards me, a sudden nervous uneasy feeling takes over. Why am I suddenly so edgy about her? I turn and try to walk the opposite direction from her. Too late. She grabs my shoulder rather roughly and spins me to face her.

Her hand connects to my face before I even see it coming. I gasp and cup my stinging cheek.

"I don't know who the fuck that was coming in here yesterday, but he best not ever touch me like that again!" Carly hisses I'm pinned against a bookshelf.

I'm scared and don't really know what to do.

"You shouldn't of did what you did and he would of left you be." I say calmly.

"What was it exactly that I did?" she questions in a snarky tone.

"You wouldn't move Carly! I told you to move and you wouldn't. I should call the police because you just assaulted me. You bet-" she hits me again but this time in the nose with her fist.

"Stop!" I scream.

"Why?" she hisses her tone flat.

"You're hurting me!" I say loudly.

A gentlemen comes running down the isle some stranger I've never seen him before.

"Is there something wrong here?" his brows scrunch at my bruised cheek and bloody nose.

"She hit me twice." I say.

His expression changes when he looks at me again. He has beautiful blue eyes. He moves me behind him. He's short, his hair is brown and in a fringe. He's cute. I notice on his hand he has the numbers 28 tattooed on his ring and middle finger. His outfit is a red and white striped adidas coat and black jeans with a white shirt.

"You're fucked up." he says sternly to Carly.

He protectively wraps an arm around me and ushers me back to the front for my stuff.

"Wait I don't know you." I say realizing he's trying to take me home.

"I'm Louis Tomlinson." he introduces himself.

"Wait I do know you." I say.

"Oh?" he says questioning as I grab my stuff.

He stays close and I know why.

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