Salute » Harry Styles

Chapter 2

∞ Chapter 2 ∞

Harry pulls me up the stairs, the intoxicating smell of alcohol and cigarettes coming to my nose. I scrunch my face in disgust. All the women in the world hardly have any food or money to eat or buy anything. Yet, this revolting man spends it on alcohol and cigarettes.

He throws the door of what seems to be his bedroom open. He pushes me to the floor. I stand my ground, stumbling a bit. Harry's eyes widen in surprise, expecting me to fall to the floor on my knees as I bow down to him. Well, surprise bitch. I'm not your slave.

"On your knees, Slut. Now," he says, pointing to the floor as he slowly unbuckles his belt. I raise a brow at him, crossing my arms over my chest.

"I'm all right. But thanks for the offer," I taunt. His jaw drops. I push past him, leaving him to stumble against the wall before walking out the door. I walk down the stairs and Anne looks at me.

"Did he do anything to you?" she asks. I hop off of the last step, landing to my feet on the floor.

"He tried to get me on my knees," I start and she nods with an exasperated sigh. "But I didn't listen. So I pushed past him and walked out the door."

Her eyes widen. "Jade! That takes—"

"A whole lot of guts," another voice interrupts. I look past Anne, seeing a girl with dyed blonde hair, dressed in a comfortable white sweater and denim skinny jeans. She's obviously a stranger but her dark forest green eyes are definitely like Anne and Harry's. But Harry's are filled with fucking lust while Anne and the other girl's are friendly looking and caring.

"My name's Gemma, I'm..." she stops as if she's choking on the words. "Harry's older sister." I nod, looking back up the stairs before returning to Gemma's eyes.

"I'm Jade. Jade Thirlwall," I say, shaking her hand that she now extends.

"I'll be in the kitchen, you two stay comfy," Anne says with a small smile before walking off into the other room.

"So you're the girl Harry asked for, huh?" Gemma asks, sitting down in the living room. I sit down beside her.

"Yeah, I guess. I still don't know why he specifically asked for me," I say with a shrug. "He usually doesn't bring Recruits from the SI am I right?"

"Actually no," she says, shaking her blonde head. "He brings a woman home every night when he does come home."

"I'm not sure if they're from the SI or if their friends with his friends," Gemma says with a shrug.

"Wait; there are women who aren't part of the SI?" I ask in confusion. "I thought —apart from you and Anne —every woman on the planet has to be a Recruit, whether they like it or not."

"No, there are some women that are part of the SI before and then are owned by men. Then they can take the contract off and stay with that one man," she says and I nod, taking in this new information.

"I never knew that," I say, pushing the sleeves of my top up a bit. "I've been in the SI for eighteen years, this is definitely the first time I'm ever hearing this."

"Harry made some new Laws I guess you can say," Gemma says with disgust.

"I take it you hate this as much as I do?" I ask, rubbing my forehead.

"It's revolting! How can he do something like this?! And for no apparent reason too! He was two fucking years old too!" she explodes and I nod along with her.

"Who gave him the authority anyways?" I ask curiously.

"Our father is a very wealthy man and he has a high role in some shit or something. So he gave all of his power to Harry. It's stupid I know," Gemma says.