Running Into Danger

We pull up to a club. There is a huge line of people waiting outside. How are we every going to get in? Harry leads me to the front of the line, cutting everyone. A few people were yelling at our action. I thought it was unfair but I knew if I protested Harry will go all ape shit on me. The bouncer lets us in when he see's Harry. Being in a gang must make Harry pretty powerful. I think even the police are terrified of him. Within the first seconds of being in the club I already hate it. I'm not use to this atmosphere. It was hot from all the people dancing around. Half naked girls were grinding their asses on any guy they can get ahold of. It was like watching porn right before your eyes. Harry takes my hand leading me to the VIP section. We end up sitting in a booth. A lady comes over asking if we'd like any beverages. "I'll have my usually and she'll have a Cherry Cola Cocktail." What? How can he be ordering alcohol. We're only eighteen! The lady writes down the order and heads off. She didn't even ask for our i.d.'s! I shift in the booth uncomfortably, trying to cover up as much skin as possible. "Rilley. Don't hide your skin. It looks beautiful." He smiles at me. I can't tell if he's trying to be charming or seductive. Mixed signals. Our drinks our placed in front of us. Harry dives in to his and I just stare at mine.

"What, you don't drink?"

"No. I'm not twenty one."

"Neither am I."

"Exactly. You shouldn't be drinking either."

"You're a good girl. I bet you're innocent too."

"Innocent?" What does that even mean.

"But I can change that tonight."

He gives me a wink. What's going on in that guy's head? It's hard to decipher him at times. He orders me a water to substitute for the fruity drink in front of me. I get brought back to reality when I hear someone call Harry's name. "Ayye it's Harry guys!" A group of people walk up to our booth. The one who yelled Harry's name is very tall, fit, has dark shaggy hair and piercing blue eyes.

"Ahh Harry who is this cutie?"

"This is my date. Riley."

The girls behind him are snickering making remarks like "Harry, Harry Styles on a date!?"

"Well it's nice to meet you Riley. I'm Jake."

He sticks his hand out and I take it. He brings my hand up and kisses it. I begin to blush. It was a sweet gesture. I peer at Harry and he seems to be alright about. I flicker of anger in his eyes but he relaxes when I bring my hand back down to my lap. Harry invites Jake and the girls to sit. The three girls don't bother to introduce themselves. I wouldn't want to talk to them anyways. They're giving me dirty looks and snicker to each other about me. They aren't good at whispering I can tell you that. They all end up talking about a rival gang that is planning to take their gang down. I don't really want to hear about their business. I take out my phone and start to play Candy Crush. It's so addicting I don't think I'll be able to stop. Around eight minutes have passed and someone snatches my phone.

"Hey dude I was in the middle of a game!"

"I'm going to the bar to get some shots. The girls are on the floor if you'd like to dance."

"No thanks. I'd prefer to remain her with, Jake."

Harry looks at Jake for a while and back at me. He gives me back my phone and he's on his way. Jake scoots closer to me to talk. It's a good idea since I can't hear much from the loud music. Tomorrow I'll need a hearing aid. I'm going deaf from how loud it is in here.

"How long have you know Harry?"

"Four days."

"Four days!? That's the longest Harry has stayed on one girl. You must be pretty special."

"I don't think so but thinks for saying so." I giggle.

He rests his hand on my thigh. I get a bit nervous but I push the nerves to the back of my head.

"Don't let anyone tell you different. You are special, I can tell." He gives me a smile. It's devious
not welcoming and genuine.

He asks me to dance with him but I couldn't give him an answer because he's already dragging me onto the floor. He's grinding on my ass and I just stand there. I don't like the idea of grinding, and I don't know how! I'm physically incapable of doing so.

"Don't you dance Riley?"

"No. I don't really like dancing, or grinding."

"Fine by me. We can just skip this part and go straight to fucking."

I turn around and give him a disgusted face. Who does he think he is!? "FUCKING!?"
He takes both of my wrists in one hand. His hand is huge! Wait, don't think about the size of his hand Riley, he's dragging you somewhere for sex! I try to rid him of this. It's not working. I begin to scream but being in a club with all this noise doesn't help me. Can't anyone not see him torturing me like this? Can't they see the look on my face pleading for help? No help. Before I knew it I'm outside in an alley. Jake lets go of me and I try to open the door we just came out of. It's locked! I get pushed up on a brick wall. "Ouch!" I'm going to have scratches, ugh, Juliet's dress is going to get ruined.

"You don't want Harry he can't offer you much. All you'll get out of him is an orgasm. Nothing else. He'll dump you out on the street the second he's through with you."

I start to scream but he covers my mouth with his hand. He's giving me that devious smile agin.
"Now now now. There is no need to scream. Well actually there is. When I fuck you senseless you'll be screaming my name, over and over again."
He rips the holes that are on the bottom of the dress. Now there is just a big slit on the lower half of the dress. He's rubbing up and down my thigh. He breathes, "So smooth. You're just perfect." He starts to ride up my thigh higher and higher. I start to cry when he reaches my crotch. My mascara is running down my cheeks, turning them black. He reaches my core. He starts to moan and dips his head back. He begins to rub my clit asking if I'm enjoying it. I sob louder praying that someone will come to my rescue. I feel a sharp pain all of a sudden. He uncovers my mouth and his hand starts to rub my clit. One hand rubbing my clit and the other hand is working his fingers in and out of me. I have never done anything like this with a boy. The pain is killing me. I'm bitting my lip and ball my fist.
I couldn't yell or scream, the pain was too excruciating that I could only whisper, "Someone help me please."

"No one is here darling."

I hear a slamming noise. I turn my head to the right and see Harry.

"Harry?"

"I am hear Jake."

One more pump into me and I was done. I fall to the floor and everything went black.

Notes

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