Cassidy was on the run from the one who knew her most. It all started when she drove her sister and her friends to the One Direction concert. Little did she know, Cassidy would meet someone who would change her life forever. He befriended her, he loved her, he saved her. His name is Harry Styles.


6. Hero



"Get off!" I scream. He finally gets off. "Only if you get me out of some money." He says. "Why? What happened?" I ask not caring.

"I crashed my dads new red Ferrari and I could use some to pay taxes. I need it in a week." He says.

"I don't have money, im not paid very much. All of my savings go to charity." I admit. Which was honestly true. I never need money.

"Work it off!" He yells.

"Doing what? I cant get that kind of money in a week!" I whine. I hate it.

"My buddy Jared works by the street corner and says theres a private opening for it. A girl like you could get so-"

"Uh no no no! Im not going into prostitution!" I yell.

"Then do everything I say! Go home, skank! Here's our sex schedule." He hands me a paper with it marked....3 times a fucking day! '' Ill put that job into consideration, asshole." I leave regretting going over.

Im on my street with a bruise on my face, scratched up and crying my mascara down my face. It looks like a newborn did my makeup. Im only wearing a hoodie with the miniskirt with the fishnet leggings. I see Harry's car outside my house, the only car there.

I get out and park my car. Harry steps outside of his car, too.

"So you lied to me? A big fib wasn't going to stop me." He argues.

"Im going through a lot right now, damn it Harry! Don't act like my physco mom!" I wipe my tears.

"What happened to your-your face?" His jaw drops as he touches my face.

"I uh fell." I lie.

"Into a fist?" He asks.

"I don't want to talk about it..." He grabs the paper in my hand. "Give that back!"

His eyes widen as he reads it aloud. "3 times on weekends and once on weekdays. Do as I say or Jared has a corner job for you. Sexy clothes though." He makes a disgusting face.

'' Austin did this didn't he?" I nod. Unable to control my tears, I run into his arms.

"Harry help me! Im begging you. I don't have this kind of money!" I whimper.

"Oh-okay Cassie, how much?" He kisses my head.

"I-im not sure. A wrecked red Ferrari and some taxes." I look at him.

"Ill find out. Stay at mine tonight, you need to be cleaned up. Im so sorry he hurt you. He deserves to fucking die." He combs his hair with his hand.


At Harry's, we walk into the gorgeous, tall building full of studios and apparently a few apartments for workers and the boys. "and this is mine and Lou's." He leads me into the fancy, suite looking room. "Wow." I manage to choke out from the scenery.

"Cassidy?" Lou asks as he sees me.

"She has to stay the night." Harry says.

"We don't have an extra bed." He sighs.

"She can sleep in mine with me." He says without question. Lou gives him the look and Harry shakes it away.

"You need a shirt?" I nod. We walk into his room with his king sized bed. He opens a drawer and pulls out a large, green shirt and some plaid boxers. "All I really have that MIGHT fit nicely. Get changed and meet me in the kitchen." He leaves me to dress.

I hear subtle talking form Louis and Harry so I listen.

"You getting it on? I have plugs." Lou laughs.

"No man, shes not like anybody else. Shes just a good friend." That makes me melt inside as I walk in.

He cleans my scratches and puts an icepack on my face.

"Thanks Harry. I owe you." I say.

"No problem, I wanted to." He hugs me tightly and kisses my cheek.

"Im going to sleep, do whatever you like." He goes to his room.

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