''Well, I need to go get ready for our night out.''

I said, smiling evilly and walking up the stairs, leaving him there dumbfounded.

---

I sprinted into my bathroom to take a quick shower.

After I was done, I braided my hair to create those cute waves once they're air dried. I ran into my bedroom almost knocking myself down due to my very wet feet and slippery floor. I opened my closet in search of that black dress my mom bought for me, thinking it would be a great idea to wear such a dress for tonight.

I remember about a year ago, she just came from a business trip and showed me the dress as if it was the first thing she wanted me to see once she came home.

We were in my room when mom pulled out the dress right in front of me and I remember her saying,

''This dress, is only for special occasions. And by that I mean when you have a boyfriend, his jaw will drop once he sees you.''

I was slightly embarrassed to say the least, she was my mom it was making me slightly uncomfortable hearing such words come out of her.

''Mom,'' I remember rolling my eyes at her, ''you're supposed to be my mom, you should be protective over me not offering me such a, revealing, dress.''

I struggled to find an appropriate word to described the dress mom was holding out for me, apparently, 'revealing' was the only one.

I didn't want to hurt her feelings in any way. Who knows how much money she spent on that. Yet again, I never asked for a dress. All I asked for is a pair of good ear phones, as my previous ones are ruined and one or two beanies, as my old ones are too small to fit around my head.

''Oh shush, it's not that revealing. I'm sure when you get yourself a boyfriend you'll want to impress him and this dress is the best you can find. You should be glad I bought it for you.'' she patted my head jokingly and placed the black dress at the top of my bed as she searched through her luggage to give me the rest of my presents.

'She was right' I thought to myself. I want to impress Harry and this dress is just the right one for it.

I smiled evilly as I grabbed the black material, taking a good look at it before wearing it carefully. It wasn't that bad actually, it hugged my curves perfectly and at the right places.

I was impressed by my mom's sense of style this time, she would usually buy a hideous dress with bright colors which was way out of my liking. I wore some golden, leave-shaped earrings that matched with a big, golden bracelet.

A golden, infinity necklace and a golden ring with two little stars on it. I didn't want to over do it with the jewellery so once I was done with those, I wore my black high heels that matched my dress perfectly and speed walked to the bathroom to do my make-up. I didn't apply a lot of make up because then I would really look like a clown, so I settled on some eye-shadow, eye-liner and lipstick.

I was satisfied with my work, I sprayed some perfume and exited the bathroom.


I entered my room and saw Harry's clothes neatly folded on top of my duvet.

I smiled at him being so responsible of himself but then I frowned once I realized that he had to be since his parents were never there for him. I heard the shower turn on signalling that Harry was taking a shower.

I let my hair free from the previous tight braids. They had the perfect wavy shape, I messed them a little, grabbed my silver clutch and went downstairs to wait for Harry.

My phone went off. Mom.

''Hey mom.''

''Hey honey! What are you doing?''

''I... umm.. I have plans tonight so I'm getting ready.''

''Oh, what are your plans?''

''I'm going with a friend to a club.'' I said, trying to play casual.

''Oh.. Okay. So how have you been? You didn't burn the house down, did you?'' mom joked.

''No mom, just the kitchen.'' I joked back.

I heard her chuckle on the other end. I missed hearing that.

''Okay then, I won't hold you any longer. Go have fun and be safe!'' she warned.

I knew she was being serious, her protective side kicking in.

''I promise, come home soon okay? I miss you.''

''I miss you too hun. Well, talk to you later love! Bye.''

''Bye mom.'' And with that, we ended the call. I was still waiting for Harry to get ready so I packed my clutch with some gum, lipstick, my phone and some money.

''Okay are you read-'' I turned around to see Harry staring at me up and down in awe.

''I uhh.. Umm, wow you're.. breath taking.'' he was struggling to find words, his eyes never leaving my body.

I smiled, mentally thanking my mom for being right.

''Thank you Harry, you're not bad yourself.'' I returned a compliment.

''Shall we?'' Harry asked, walking towards me and offering me a hand.

I smiled widely, ''We shall.''

---

I let Harry drive as I found it quite challenging to drive with high heels. Once we were there, Harry jumped off his seat and ran to my side to open my door.

He helped me step out and locked the car behind him. When we entered the club, I could feel many stares on me and apparently so could Harry because he wrapped a hand around my waist protectively. I know how jealous he can be so I moved closer to him and we both headed to the bar for a drink.

There was a guy on the opposite side of the bar. Watching my every move. I felt uncomfortable but I didn't let Harry know in fear of what he'd do. I ordered two martinis and sat on he stool. Harry saw some friends of his I suppose because he walked over to them and greeted them.

I was surprised. I didn't know he had friends. But then again, he used to be a drug dealer and it doesn't need a lot of thinking to know that those guys could have been some of his customers.

I turned my head to meet the stranger opposite of me, who has been staring at me for quite a while now.

His dirty blonde hair were slightly covering his forehead in a messy way. His navy blue shirt was unbuttoned at the top, showing off his defined chest. He had black tight but a little loose jeans along with some blue converse to match with his outfit. He looked in his mid twenties.

I couldn't see the color of his eyes due to the darkness and the distance between us. He had a drink in his left hand and he was leaning casually on the bar counter. He grinned and then I realized I was staring at him for a while.

I turned away blushing. He was very attractive I have to say.

''Come on babe, let's dance!'' Harry grabbed my hand and led me to the dance floor. I raised my hands up to his neck while he wrapped his arms around my waist.

We moved to the rhythm of the song, it wasn't a slow one though. We had a lot of fun, dancing together about twenty songs went by and we still had enough energy for more.

Harry began leaving little pecks around my neck as we were dancing, my back glued to his chest. A moan left my mouth though no one heard it over the loud music. I noticed that the guy at the bar was still looking at me.

''Harry I need another drink.'' I told Harry.

''Come on, I wanna dance more.'' he whined, gripping me tighter.

''I know but I'm tired, I'll come back later okay?''

I pecked him on the lips to loosen his grip around me and I walked back to the bar. However this time, I sat next to the creepy stranger.

''Can I have a martini?'' I asked the barman and he nodded.

''Put that on my account mate.'' I heard the dirty blonde tell the him and the barman nodded.

''So you're here with Harold huh?'' he asked and I turned to see him.

His eyes were blue. The dark blue ones that you could melt in them.

''Umm, yes.'' I answered.

I heard him laugh.

''I'm Jason.''

''Oh, I'm Alice. How do you know Harry by the way?''

His face turned serious but then quickly changed into a grinning Jason.

''Let's just say, Harry and I aren't good friends now. Alice, beautiful name for a very beautiful girl.''

His last sentence came out slowly and seductively. When he placed his hand on my thigh I quickly got up to find Harry.

I bet he was one of Harry's customers as well.

I searched the entire club, still unable to find Harry. I felt a hand on the small of my back and I turned to meet Jason.

His face a few inches away from mine.

''Let's go find Harry, shall we?'' he said in my ear like he wanted to see Harry badly.

He looked so eager to see him, I couldn't answer back because he pulled me with him. It's like he knew where he was because a minute later we found Harry outside having a drink and talking to someone.

The guy he was talking to glanced at me and Jason and his expression turned to a worrying one. I could see him gulp. He gave Harry a look and turned his head back to us.

Harry slowly spun around and faced me and Jason. Harry and Jason exchanged intense stares before Harry looked at me, his face turning into a worried one as well. The guy next to Harry slowly backed away and left.

''Nice to meet you again Harold.'' Jason said in a straight voice.

''Jason.'' Harry greeted back with a straight voice as well.

''See, I met this lovely lady back in the bar. Alice, her name. And she said you came with her. You know it's impolite to leave a girl on her own in a club like this.'' I felt his grip tighten, pulling me closer in him.

He was much stronger so I couldn't escape from his grasp.

''Harry.'' I urged.

''Let her go Jay.'' I suppose 'Jay' was his nickname.

''And what if I don't?'' he spat back at Harry. I trashed in his arms trying to let myself free, only to fail once again.

''It's too bad you left the gang. Because now I have to find a new drug supplier for myself. And no one is better than Harold, everyone knows that!'' he laughed.

I knew he was a customer.

''I said let her go.''

''How about this, I'll let her go if you agree to deliver some drugs to my apartment. Simple as that.'' he offered.

My eyes widened, shaking my head to Harry but he acted as if he couldn't look at me.

''Fine. Just once Jay. Don't bother me again.''

''I'll be the judge of that, Styles.'' and with that he let me go and I ran to Harry, hugging him.

''And if you don't do what I told you, the girl gets it.'' he warned and walked back to the club after Harry's nod.

''Are you okay? Did he do anything?'' Harry turned to me, checking if I was okay.

''I'm alright, why did you agree?! Are you crazy?!'' I confronted him.

''Alice, you would've gotten hurt if I didn't agree to it.'' I sighed and hugged him again, his face hiding in the crook of my neck.

''I'm sorry I got you into this, it's all my fault.'' he whispered.

''No, it isn't. Let's just go home, okay?''

He nodded and kissed me sweetly.

---

We arrived back to my house.

I was changing into my pajamas. A grey short and a pink sleeveless top with a grey heart on it.

I stared at my scars on my thighs, barely visible, though if you look really close they are very noticeable.

My bedroom door opened and I shot my head up. Harry was standing there in his boxers and one of my dad's white tops. He was holding his clothes he wore at the club.

''What are you doing?'' he asked, worriedly.

''N-nothing.'' I cursed my stuttering.

He walked over to me and knelled down in front of me, looking at my thighs.

I felt uncomfortable so I tried to get up from my bed only to be pushed back by Harry, his gaze never leaving my thighs. I felt his soft fingers trace my scars. His eyes starting to tear up.

''It was four months ago..'' I whispered, trailing off.

''Why?'' he whispered back with a broken voice.

I sighed, ready to cry as well but I blinked back my tears.

''I was depressed Harry, I had no one.'' I said, placing my hands on his.

He looked at me with glassy eyes.

''You promise you won't do it again okay?'' he said half harshly, half sad.

I nodded, gulping.

Harry leaned his head down and started leaving feathery kisses on my scars. That's when the tears began.

Harry cared. He cared about me.

Notes

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