Criminal // h.s

08

"Do you like the way they dance?" His sinful voice asked teasingly. He knew I was way over pissed because he kept starring at one of the strippers ass. I'm not mad at the fact that he's starring- ha, I could care less. I'm mad at the fact that he keeps whispering these dumb questions in my ears.

"Are you bisexual? Do you like her ass? I like it. We should all have a threesome if you're up for it." I give him a 'are you serious?' look and he laughs. I stand up and he grabs my arms in an instant, "Where the hell do you do you think you're going?" he growls. Oh yeah I almost forgot a phsycotic criminal kidnapped me.

"No where." I huff and sit back down next to him.

"Wanna get out of here?" he asks and I eagerly nod. Finally! "Too bad." he grins and I want to fucking die.

Honestly I don't know what could be worse. I just want to see my family again and be happy, right now all I want to do is sleep. The music is so loud I feel like my brain is going to shatter violently. My thoughts were interrupted as I felt Harry's hand on my thigh making me highly uncomfortable, I moved his hand away slowly whch gladly he kept on his own thigh.

I looked around the club seeing girls dancing on poles, drunk guys throwing money at them and trying to grab them, girls in little outfits walked around serving drinks to men, and some woman. The atmosphere was nothing but horny and sex. It was so uncomfortable. Yet Harry and his friends didn't seem to be bothered by it. I squirmed in my seat when I saw a man kissing a girl and touching all different parts of her. Harry must have sensed my discomfort because he whispered in my ear. "Are they making you horny?" and that was when I lost all hope in humanity.

Harry stood up and told me to stay here,, very sternly may I add. Where is he going?

A minute later he came back with a two bottle's of beers and sat down. He offered one to me but I rejected because I dont want to get intoxicated with him because I'm pretty sure that things won't go well. Couldn't this bit- this man. Yeah man, that's what I'm thinking... Get in trouble for this, I mean if he does I would be the happiest person alive.

He stands up and grabs my hand pulling me up with him and when I stand up my arse feels like a someone sat on it with a brick for five hours.

When we get outside of the club he's very tipsy and almost trips when walking over tot he car makig me giggle. But my smile quickly fades away when I realize he's going to drive. "Y-you're not driving right?" I stammer, the last time I was in the car with a person that was intoxicated is a time I don't want to remember. He nods and I run to the front door to stop him. "You can't drive while you're drunk, that's dangerous." I breathe and he rolls his eyes, "It doesn't care, I'm not drunk." He says and then passes out on the ground. I feel a weight lifted of my shoulder knowing he wont drive while he's in this state. But what do I do now? I decide to just pick him up and put him in the back seat.

But before I have the chance to pick him up another idea comes to my head.

I punch him. Really hard in the face. I feel like that would hurt me me more when he wakes up because it felt as if I just punched a rock. This time I grab his arms and drag him to the back seat. It was hard but I got him in the back seat sucessfully. My eyes start to feel heavy and I let out a loud yawn.

I lay next to Harry and close my eyes falling into a deep sleep.

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A/N

As you can seeeee this was just a shitty chapter. Filler chapter w.e you want to call it. But an awesome chapter will be coming soon. Sorry for the long wait.