Unique

One - A stranger named Harry

One - A stranger named Harry

The clicking of my heels on the pavement was the only thing that could be heard in the street.

I had just come back from my last job interview, since I finished college I had to find a job to pay the rent for my apartment, living in London isn't cheap.

After finishing college I spent my summer in a store earning money. I had earned enough to pay the first two months, but was now looking for a job to pay for how long I planned on staying. Probably my whole life since London was still in lock down.

It had been 4 years by now. Our family lived right outside the busy centre of London in a quiet neighbourhood. I was planning on studying in Brighton and live there. But this lockdown ruined it all for me.

It was stupid of me to walk to the job interview, but I had no choice, my car was still at my parent's. So now I had a greater risk of getting mugged, not that would happen, I knew how to get them off.

"What is such a pretty lady doing here all by herself?" I heard a voice. I sighed and turned around. Two skinny men were facing me. I bet they never heard of self care because honestly? They looked horrible, not to mention how they smelled.

"What do you want?" I spat angrily.

"You,' one of the men says slyly.

"Well, our boss wants you," the other says.

"I'm not interested in becoming some prostitute," I say trough gritted teeth. But the men just laugh at me.

"We want something else from you," one of them states.

"I'm not coming with you," I growl.

"Too bad you don't have a choice," one of them says and starts walking towards me. Just as I want to run away they both fall to the ground, just like that.

"What the -" I couldn't finish my sentence because someone laid their hand on my mouth and dragged me into an alley.

"Let the fuck go of me." I say as the stranger removes his hand from my mouth.

"Watch it feisty pants." He says and releases his grip on me. Quickly I get out if it and study the stranger.

He was tall, about ten centimetres taller than me, yes I am quite tall for a girl. With messy brown curled hair and green eyes. He was wearing a black t-shirt, black skinny jeans with brown worn out boots and a coat.

"What the fuck was going on?" I inquire angrily. The boy scratches the back of his neck and avoids my gaze.

"It's complicated," he states.

"Care to explain?" I ask staring at him.

"It's too dangerous out here," he says. "Let's go back to my place." Only then he looked back at me, but I just laughed without humour.

"Yeah, because I'm really gonna go home with stranger," I stated sarcastically.

"I did save your ass out there," he says.

"How can I know you saved me when you don't tell me anything!" I spat angrily. The boy sighs and runs a hand over his face clearly frustrated with me.

"Look, you really need to come with me, you're not safe here, I promise you, I'm just protecting you." he says and his face softens.

"Show me your power,' I demand.

"What?" he asks confused.

"Only then I'll trust you." I state.