Ruby ღ

I'm not a bitch,
I'm not a slut,
I'm not a whore,
And I sure as hell ain't yours.
So go ahead and do yourself a favour:
Don't believe the rumours you hear about me.

Survival 101 - You're as good as dead if you try to get into my pants.

(Sequel to 'Red ♥')
Many thanks to: J.K Pansear (Kammy), kelsea (Briella), Musical Megster (Megan) - Love you all guys, thank you ♥ xoxo ~Patch

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7. Why Am I So Stupid?

Red never left my apartment, and I was glad to have company.

After getting dressed in jeans and a graphic tee, I ran downstairs to answer whoever was knocking so insistently on my door.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't the devil in jeans." Harry grinned wickedly at me, his hands wedged in his front pockets, the sun glowing around him like a halo.

I went to slam the door in his face, but he stuck his foot in the way and I growled angrily.

"You just don't quit, do you, Stalker?" I hissed, pulling him inside by the scruff of his neck.

He laughed and rubbed the base of his throat.

"Nope, not when your life's at stake."

I rolled my eyes. "I can take him easily. He's just another dent in my plans."

"What plans?"

I scoffed, rolling my eyes sarcastically.

"My plans to get you and your crazy head of curls out of my life. Okay?"

"No, it's not actually. Because you need me. Face it." And with that, he leaned over my shoulder. At first I thought he was going to hug me, so I got ready to punch him. But no, all he did was shout: "Oi! REDHEAD!" into the house.

It amazed me how fast my cousin responded. She sauntered in, the chains on her boots jingling, and handed a cup of tea to Harry.

"Afternoon, Styles."

I stood, dumbfounded, as Harry grinned and stepped past me to hug my cousin. I felt a tiny - only TINY - stab of jealousy. Who wouldn't?

"You guys. . . Oh. Yeah."

I remembered Zayn was one of Harry's best friends. Well, I didn't exactly remember, as such. I read Harry's mind

"Wait! You're in a world-famous band?!" I turned to Harry and felt my eyes prick. I grabbed the scruff of his shirt and brough him up to meet my eyes.

"Why didn't you tell me? You lied. This entire time - the whole week I've known you, you never told me."

Harry smiled tenderly and my grip loosened.

"You never asked." He stroked down my hair and kissed my forehead before turning to Red and walking into the kitchen, laughing and chatting, while I stood in the sun-illuminated doorway. Rendered speachless.

 

 

"What'll it be?"

"Vodka. Lots of it." I told the bartender. Over the past few days, we'd become quite accustomed to eachother. Let's just say I had a habit of drinking whenever my emotions went over the top. Which happened alot.

"Here." He slid me five shot glasses and I grinned wickedly at him.

"Wanna join me?"

"Nah, I got to work, ain't I?"

I frowned and grunted, downing my first shot.

"Hello, again. Taliah, am I right?"

I took another shot, then a third.

"Yep, that's me." I gave a watery grin to Pheonix, who was eyeing me up greedily. And so he should!

"Y'know, I met a girl last year, and I thought we'd hit it off, but then her boyfriend came and stole her away. You won't go, will you?"

I felt the alcahol mix, until the blood running through my veins was replaced by the Vodka.

"Never." I giggled and looped my arm around his neck while he placed both hands on my hips, sliding to the back where my phone was. I let his hands rest there, on my ass, and I couldn't find the strength or will to remove them.

"So, any music you want on?"

"Why, are you the DJ tonight?"

"Yeah." He winked at me and started leaving kisses down my neck. So seductive. But I didn't care. I just wanted somebody to hold me and tell me everything was okay. That my mummys' death wasn't my fault. That my daddys' death wasn't either. But it was.

That's why I haven't sung since I was thirteen - five years. To be honest, I miss the sound of my own singing voice.

"Can I have something by Ed Sheeran?"

"I'll ask. Wait here?"

I nodded, and watched Pheonix dissapear into the crowd.

"For fuck sake, I let you out my sight for five minutes, and your down at the local pub hooking up with a random lad?!"

I twirled round and grinned sarcastically.

"No, Harry. I simply came here for a drink. Whether I hook up with Pheonix or not, it's my decision to make, don't you think?"

Harry sneered at me and sat down on a bar stool, running his fingers through the curls on his head. I shuddered and smiled shyly. I loved it when he did that.

 

Ruby, STOP.

The words were loud and clear, but me being me, I ignored them. Continuing my ridiculous act of stupidity, I put both my hands on the back of Harry's head and leaned in close, our noses brushing. I felt him sigh, and his tense shoulders relaxed. I hadn't realised how tight he'd been strung, hung up over the evil telepath that swore on his own life to kill us. Under his eyes were deep, bruise-like shadows, his green eyes dull and lifeless. His face was slightly paler than usual. He must've stayed awake countless nights, watching for any movement to reveal where the telepath was. Would he really do that for me?

"Rubes, don't." I felt his denial spark a light inside me and I pushed my lips tentatively against his.

C'mon, I urged his lips to open, accept  mine. And they did.

We kissed slowly at first, his hands tangling in my almost-white hair, his eyes alight with desire.

"Mmnm." I kissed down his neck and nipped it playfully.

"Ruby, do you want to go home?"

I grinned ruefully and took his hand, half dragging him outside into the cold wind.

I rang a taxi and we waited a few minutes before it pulled up and we climbed in, hardly able to keep out hands off eachother.

"Why, Harry? Why stay up, why be so overprotective over a girl you hardly know?" I was so hammered, I hardly remembered my name. Trust me, I tried being safe, but I drank more than three shots, I assure you.

"Because," he buried his face into the crook of my neck and kissed it gently, "I love you."

And that's when the gun was fired.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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