"How can someone with a name like Daisy, be so fiery." He says as he runs the back of his hand along my cheek. "Such a gentle flower, given to someone so stubborn and rude." I pull my face away from his hand, but he quickly snaps his hand round the...
When shit don't go your way you needed me to fix it And like me, I did But I ran out of every reason Now suddenly you're asking for it back Could you tell me, where'd you get the nerve?
"Do we have a problem here?" I hear a man say from behind us. I look behind and see Harry, staring at Sam. His tight grip on my arm loosens slightly, but he still holds my arms to his chest so that I'm close to him. Harry has the same usual angry expression, pushing his hair out of his face as he looks straight at Sam, completely ignoring me. "What are you doing here Sam?" He asks. Of course they know each other, Sam never mentioned knowing Harry though.
"I'm here to get my girlfriend." He replies, trying to seem just as intimidating as Harry, but failing.
"EX-girlfriend, asshole." I shout, finally pulling my arm and moving back from Sam. "I don't need you saving me! Either of you!" I aim at both of them, looking between them as they continue to stare at one another.
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"Don't flatter yourself, Petal. I just don't like the competition in my club, always snooping for a rumour to make up. Isn't that right Sam?" Harry gets closer to Sam, towering over him. Sam always would tell me things about this club, like how it was a drug den. I never believed it, I don't like believing things like that until I see it with my own eyes. As Harry stared down at him, I could see him sucking his teeth and smile to himself, I don't like where this is going. As much as I want to see Sam get punched, I'd rather I do it than Harry.
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"He was just leaving." I state, hoping Sam knows it's best for him to go.
"You've changed, Daisy. And once you realise how corrupt this guy is, you'll come back to me." Sam says, pointing at Harry and glaring at him before leaving. Harry has nothing to do with this. I start to leave to go back to Katie, but Harry clears his throat to grab my attention. I stop in my path, keeping my back to him.
"Aren't you going to say thank you?"
"Thank you?! I don't need you, Harry!" I spin round to face him, "I'm capable of dealing with him myself. What is it with guys thinking we always need to be saved?" I shout at him, before turning back round and leaving before he responds. As I get to the bar I see Katie has two shots already lined up for us, I grab them both and shot them one after another.
