Badboy Vs. Badgirl ||ENGLISH||

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"You almost sounded dangerous there!" He laughed, and a small smile spread across my lips,
"I am dangerous"

~Skylers perspective~

Cameron gave me a tired look,
"We need your help, come here"
I nodded slowly, and let my steps follow him, still uncertain if I could trust him.
Every guy we met stared at me like I was some kind of alien.
Cameron opened the dark wooden door and stepped in, I followed him with my gaze at the floor. High voices were taking, and from what I heard it sounded important.
"Finally, is this the girl?"
Were they taking about me??
The man in front of me placed his hand under my chin and forced me to look him in the eyes. I tried not to look scared, but probably failed.
"She's good enough, I just hope she'll survive that long" I twitched, what do they mean? 'I hope she'll survive for that long?' Are they going to kill me??
They told me about the plan as they'd like to call it.
Apparently I'm going to seduce some old man in a bar, make him follow me out, and then let the boys kill him.
Easy peasy
Except the fact, that I'm going to kill someone??

I also found out that they sent Nicole home, at least I know she's safe...Kinda.

The more time went by, and the more I thought about the plan, the more I panic.
Yeah, I'm freaking out!
The rest of the meeting I sat quiet with my gaze at the table, trying not to show how much I'm doubting this. Because I do, strongly. But it's not like I have a choice after all.
The meeting seemed to be over, because everybody exempt Cameron got up and dissapeared through the doors.
I waited, because I had not idea where to go or what to do.
"Be ready by nine, there should be a black dress in your closet, use it."
He left the room and I nodded, even though he didn't see.
"Oh, and cover all the bruises"
I don't know why, but his words hurt. They hurt like hell.
I walked up to 'my' room and went into the shower.
When I was done Niall had decided to help me with hair and make up.
I was so nervous that it hurt my stomach, and I had a feeling I'd done this before.
Which I don't have, or I don't think so.
When Niall was done with my hair and make up, we only had half an hour to go.
He opened my closet and took out the black dress.
I widened my eyes when he threw the dress at me. No way that's going to fit.
It's at least two sizes too small.
"Niall, that won't fit" I uttered quietly.
"Then you'll have to go downstairs and tell Cameron" he gave me a worried look, like he actually cared.
"Do you want me to die?" I nearly screamed and Niall tried to hush me.

After nearly twenty minutes we'd manage to squish me into the tiny dress.
One problem though, the zipper.
"You have to pull in your stomach!"
"I'm trying?!" I took a deep breath, whilst Niall tried to pull up the zipper.
It's not that important to breathe, right?

I pressed my feet into a pair of high black heels, -that Niall forced me to wear, and let out a deep sigh.
We walked downstairs and realized that everyone's already waiting for me, and all of them stared at me. Cameron let out a deep sigh and pulled me out to the car.

"Breathe" someone I didn't know the name of sighed, "you sound like a dying puppy"
I gave him a annoyed look as answer.
When we got out of the car my zipper went down, of course.
Another annoyed sigh left my lips as I turned against the guy clostest to me,
"Help, please"
His hands gently pulled up the zipper and I held my breath. They went trough the plan once again, gave me a lot of different instructions which i tried to remember, and failed.
"David will be with you in there, in case something happens, okay?"
Cameron points towards the rude boy that helped me with my zippers.
David pulled my arm and started walking towards the 'nightclub' as they'd described it.
Inside, i was looking after an older man, who's name apparently was giorgiono or something.
An older man sat in the bar, and as he caught my attention I realize that it's probably giorgiono. I let my steps take me closer to the bar.
Which took about an eternity because about a thousand people were pulling in me, and trying to stop me from going anywhere.

I sat down at the bar stool next to the man, who looked like he was in his fifty's.
"So what's a gorgeous girl like you doing all alone in such a place?" His English was bad, and he had a rough accent.
I gave him a flirty smile,
"Oh me? I'm just looking for some fun"
He raised his eyebrows and ordered us a drink. Cameron is going to kill me.
I slowly drank and felt the mans hands slowly caressed the inside of my thighs.
I gently leaned towards him, and he pressed his lips against my throat.
"Whats your name beautiful?"
"I'm.. eh.. Emma"
Han nickade och granskade mig noggrant,
"Giogiono"
A triumphing smile spread across my lips, at least I got the right guy.
He placed his hands further up my thighs, as I whispered,
"Let's take this back to my place"
He nodded enthusiastically and pulled his hands over my body, as I searched with my gaze for the backdoor that Cameron told me I should exit trough.

When I finally saw the door and just was about to escape the discussing old man, he pushes me up against the wall and pushes his tounge down my throat.
I pushed him away from me, which he didn't seem to like,
"Ehm, let's go to my place now, i can't wait anymore" I tried to make my voice as sexy as possible. He nodded and I pulled him with me out.
"Can't we do this right here, right now?" He moaned against my boobs.
A shiver went through my body and I had to fight to keep the tears away.
Then he was pulled away from me and I dared to open my eyes, to my relief my eyes met Niall's pretty blue. He pulled me into a hug, and tears were now flowing down my cheeks.

I feel the panic taking over my body, as my breathing gets harder. Black dots starts dancing in front of my eyes as I close them and everything turns black.

A/n

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