He walked past me and my friends gasped as he stopped and winked. He continued walking. I have no idea who he is, but I have to admit he is really hot. His curly brown hair, emerald green eyes, those dimples. Wow. I watched as he disappeared into the dark alley. My friends looked at me with open jaws.
"Close them, before you let a fly in," I joked. They looked at me. "What?"
"Don't you know who that is?!" Emmie yelled.
"That's Harry. Harry Styles,"
"I heard he treats girls like toys and if you don't do what he says, he'll beat you," Emmie told me.
"He's abusive," Lauren told me.
"I bet that isn't true,"
"Al, you better be careful," Lauren said.


15. 14

Lauren's POV


My phone bleeped, startling me. I pulled it out of my pocket and Emmie eyed me suspiciously. I smiled innocently whilst opening up the text. It was from Niall, making my heart beat quicken.

 I loved last night, maybe we could do something like it again? come t mine now ! - Niall

 I gulped, fiddling with the case of my phone until I thought of a reply. No, I texted back. However, as soon as I sent it my face paled and I bit my lip, anxious. 

 “You okay, Lauren?” Emmie asked me, studying my facial expressions.

 “Yeah.” I breathed, slightly in attempt to convince myself, “Perfectly fine.”

 “Oh, okay.” Emmie laughed, “You just look like you've seen a ghost, s'all.”

 Much worse than that actually, I wanted to say but decided not to. “Nah.” I grinned, “What's up with Al, anyway. She just kind of stormed off.” My phone vibrated in my hand and I immediately checked the text I had just received. My heart stopped.

 “I don't know.” Emmie sighed, “I'm just really worried about her though, she doesn't know anything about Harry's past. He's fooled her into loving her.” 

 “Yeah.” I mumble in agreement, still focusing on the screen of my phone. My palms were sweating and I felt sick. 

 Well, I'm coming to get you then. And you'll regret saying no t me. I always get what I want Lauren, always. And if you do anything to displease me you're going to have t pay, aren't you? So you'll be a good little girl, won't you? You won't tell anyone anything, will you? You'll do exactly as I say and keep what happens between us a secret. Or else. - Niall

 “Lauren....” Emmie trailed, “You don't look so good.”

 “Em, I have to go.” I said hastily, desperately collecting my things together and shoving them in my bag with shaking hands. I trudged out the door, slamming it behind me and shivering at the gust of cold wind that blew my hair into tangles and knots. And, not to my surprise, I saw Niall leaning against the edge of his car, cigarette in his hand. 

 “Hey beautiful,” He greeted me, licking his lips. He tossed the cigarette on the floor, stepping on it and crushing it with his foot. I winced, I hated it when he complimented me. It just didn't seem right considering he only wanted one thing. Sex. 

 “Hi.” I muttered, avoiding his gaze. He grabbed my hand roughly, pulling me into his body.

 “What have I said about making eye contact, eh?” He growled into my ear, “I'm disappointed, Lauren. I thought you'd be more obedient.”

 “I'm not a fucking dog.” I spat, causing him to narrow his eyes at me. He shook his head, clenching his left fist, his other hand placed on my waist.

 “Babe.” He spoke, his jaw tensing. “You're coming home with me.”

 “What if I don't want to?” I scoffed and he rolled his eyes.

 “I don't give a fuck about your opinion. Tonight you're mine, and were going to have the time of our lives.”


 “Come on Lauren, you don't have to be such a good girl. Just let me pleasure you, just for tonight?” His accent slurred the words, “Unleash your wild side.”

 “But what if I'm afraid?” He pressed a finger to my lips.

 “There's no need. I won't hurt you.” And the look in his eyes drew me in. He was so sincere, so honest, so captivating. Something told me that this boy was trouble.

 But it was the exact same thing that made me crave him even more.

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