Starstruck [H.S.]

Okay Christian Grey

People were shouting at me. Asking me questions. Where the fuck did they even come from.  

"Back off please." The camera lights were flashing in my eyes. I tried to get out of the horde when one of them grabbed me. Pulling me back. "Hey!" I turned around to glare at him. "Don't touch me!" This was fucking terrifying. I’d never experienced having fifty cameras pointed directly at my face. The flashbulbs going off like crazy making it difficult to see. I was standing there with my hands covering my face. When the man who’d grabbed me took hold of my wrist. The other paparazzi were shouting. He yanked down on my wrist and grabbed my arm so he could take a picture of my face. 

“Get off me!” I yelled out. 

"Hey!" Harry's voice boomed. I looked up to see him and two huge Hawaiian men walking out of the club, Al directly behind them. "Let her go right now!" 

The man with his hand on my arm moved it to my neck to take another picture. Harry's face was furious. "I said let her go." 

His calm peaceful demeanor was gone. His fist drew back and he punched the man square in the jaw. Sending him stumbling backwards. 

"Back off." Harry snapped. He reached inside of the swarm for my hand and pulled me out. The two large security guards backing the paparazzi away from us. Al stood in front of Harry and I his arms crossed over his chest. His face looked furious.  Harry's hands cupped my face. "Baby, are you okay?" 

I looked up at him. "I'm so sorry." 

He pressed his lips to mine. "You didn't do anything wrong baby." 

He looked at my arm and neck. "You're bruising." His jaw was tense. He picked up the phone and called Jeffrey. "Hey, we're outside. Some asshole pap grabbed Pen. She has bruises on her arm and neck. I hit him." 

The security guards walked over to us. "You alright miss?" 

"Yes. Thank you. I'm sorry for the trouble." 

"No trouble at all." He smiled at me. 

Jeffrey walked out of the club. "Go back inside. I'll handle it." He nodded at Harry. Al stayed with Jeff.

Harry took my hand. He was shaking. When we got back inside he pulled me to the booth where everyone was standing. "Come dance with me." I wanted to distract him. 

"You want to go home?" He sweeps his thumb over my throat. 

I shook my head. "I want to have fun." I took his hand, pulling him to the dance floor. I wrapped my arms around his neck. "I'm okay." 

He looked down at me. I can see the inner turmoil swirling in his green eyes. "You got hurt because of me." 

"You didn't grab me. He did." I shake my head at him. 

"But…" 

"We can talk about this later. It's your sister's last night here. Let's just have fun okay?" I cut off his protest with my lips. 

The song changed and I heard April holler. 

Harry smirked at me. 

"Oh you ain't ready baby." I looked at him. 

April ran over pulling Gemma and Sarah with her. 

"I said certified freak 7 days a week wet ass pussy make that pull out game WEAK!" I turned around, my hands on my knees and started popping my ass up and down. I looked over my shoulder at Harry, he was staring at my ass. His bottom lip between his teeth. Gemma, April, Sarah, and I were all dancing and rapping the words.