Little Bird

Rosie is the new girl at Holmes Chapel High. Rosie is a straight A, top of her class, good girl. But will 5 perticular boys be able to change that?

Gangs. The Black Cobras and The South Court. These 2 gangs are the most feared in all of Holmes Chapel and England for that matter. No one will dare mess with them. These 2 gangs are rivals and will fight to take what they want from each other. They are complete bad boys and have very dark pasts that scare other people into cowering at their presence. After a while, Rosie is done dealing with their bullshit, will she crack or stand strong?

Will Rosie be able to keep up a clean, good girl act or will she let wild and break some rules. Find out in 'Little Bird'.


5. ~*~Chapter Five~*~

Sorry I haven't updated in a while! School has been hectic. 

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Anyway, back to the story!! :)

Lots of Love,
Eleanor <3

*****30 Minutes Later*****
*****Rosie's POV*****
I woke up in a strange room. It had white walls with some furniture. I was tucked into someone's bed with extra blankets over me and a cold pack on my head. I took off the ice pack and set it on the nightstand next to me. I leaned forward and slid out of bed. I walked over to a door and opened it. It led to a hallway, good. I walked out into the hallway. I decided to follow the scent of food and took a left turn and then down some stairs. I walked into what looked like a living room with sofas and a TV. I decided to keep going. I sauntered into the kitchen finally where I saw a firmiliar head of touseled curls. 

"How did you sleep?"  

Harry asked me, still with his back to me. 

"Umm.. Fine. But what happened?"

I asked while strolling over a chair that was directly in front of the counter he was working on. 

"You were at the gym on the treadmile. You were jogging and I wanted to get your attention, so I hit the off button on your treadmile and you went flying forward and then fell. You hit your head, hard. Since I didn't want to just leave you there, I brought you back here."

Harry said while still stiring pancake batter. He was so concentrated.   

"So where exactly, is, here?"

I asked. I wasn't sure where I was. I could be in his house in the middle of nowhere where no one could hear my cries for help. Even though Harry doesn't seem scary, he is. At least I think he is. Everyone is scared of him but I don't really know why... 

"Louis' and I's flat." 

He answered. Good. There was someone else here and it was a flat which meant apartment building neighbors. 

"Why is everyone scared of you and those other guys you hang out with?" 

I blurted out. I couldn't stop myself. I needed to know who I was with and what causes everyone to back away as he walks down the street. Harry chuckled. He thought this was funny? This is probably like a little game to him. Sick bastard. 

"Well since you are new, I will cut you some slack and explain to you who I am. Okay, so has anyone ever told you about the Gangs here in London?" 

Harry asked me, finally looking up from what he was doing. 

"N-No. I'm new here so I haven't really made friends, yet."

I said looking down at my feet. Where was he going with this...?

"Okay, well. You are behind. Anyway, there are some minor gangs and two major rivalry gangs. The two major rivarly gangs are called 'The South Court' and 'The Black Cobras'. Okay, let me save you the details and nightmares. In The South Court gang, the main leaders are Troy, Klaus and Zack. But they also have second-hand men who do their dirty work."

Harry said looking disgusted when he mentioned The South Court gang. What happened between him and that gang that makes him hate them so much...?

"The other gang, The Black Cobras, is the almost the same. Except different people. I, am the gang leader and Louis, Niall, Liam amd Zayn are my right-hand men. We also have other men that help out too." 

Harry said smirking. Holy shit. Did he just say Gang Leader? Now I see why everyone is scared of him. He has probably injured people or killed people! I have to get out of here.  As soon as Harry saw my reaction, he chuckled. He knew he had sucessfully scared another person. 

"I think I should get going. Thanks for everything though."

I managed to spit out. I slipped off my seat and stumble over to the frot door. Still in my work-out clothes from earlier. I probably looked a mess but I don't care. I twisted the door knob open and was about to step outside before it was shut close again. Shit. 

"Where do you think your going, Love? There are a couple things I forgot to mention. Like, I always get what I want. And, if you haven't figured it out already, I want you. Also, I wouldn't fight me. It just makes it worse on your part. "

Harry said as he spun me around. I collided into his hard chest before he pinned me up against a wall. He pinned my wrists in one of his large hands above my head. He rested his other hand on my waist. I started breathing heavily. What was he doing? He started putting butterfly kisses up and down my neck until he got to the curve of my neck and jawline. He started sucking. It hurt badly, but I wouldn't let him know he had that effect on me. I wouldn't let him see me weak. 

"Harry. Stop. Please."

I whispered to him. Trying to muster all of the strength I had left to push him off me. He kept leaving kisses on my neck and sucking every once in a while. 

"You're mine."

He growled in my ear. Shivers went up and down my spine. I had to get out of here. 

"Let go of me Harry. Now."

I almost yelled. He tightened his grip on my waist. Determining the tightness of his grip, there would probably be bruises in the morning. 

With a sudden urge of confedence, I lifted up my knee and kneed Harry in the balls. He let go of me and grabbed his crotch. He groaned in pain and fell to his knees. He looked so helpless and insecure. He almost looked normal. But he wasn't. And that was why I had to get away. 

I side stepped out from inbetween him and the wall. And sprinted the rest of the way to the door. I unlocked all the locks, again, and flung open the door. I didn't even take a look behind me to see if Harry was okay, I just took off. 

I kept running down the streets. Further and further away from his house. I didn't even know where I was going, I just had to get away. 

After running for about 20 minutes, I turned into an alley way. I slammed against the brick wall of the alley and crumpled to the floor, crying. I slid down the wall until I was sitting on the cold, hard concrete. I let the tears fall down my face. Staining my cheeks. 

What was I going to do about Harry? He is dangerous and probably won't hold back on hurting me if I don't give him what he wants. 

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