Fateful Night

Who would have thought that one night could change everything? After he comes across a scene to remember and helps Casey escape from a rape, Harry is hopelessly confused as his whole world has turned upsidedown and he finds himself falling for the unexpected love. Both Casey's and Harry's P.O.V in this story. Comment down below what you think and give suggestions :) Favorite and like this and I will update more :)hope you enjoy

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6. The Pub (violence)

I woke up the next morning at 4:30 am. At least I tried. I hit the snooze button more times than I could count. I had to work earlier and longer and later today because I missed work yesterday. I rolled out of bed and took my bun out. I shocked my hair loose and went to the bathroom. I loosely pinned my hair back as I washed my face. I grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste. I squished the last of my toothpaste on the brush, and threw the tube away. I brushed my teeth, then unpinned my hair. I turned my curling iron on. As it heated I brushed through my long dark tangly hair until it was smooth. I put my hair in tight bouncy curls. I twisted my bangs into a braid and pinned then back. I pulled my curls apart and made them a bit  looser and more free. I grabbed my eyelash curler and clamped it down on my eyelashes. I swept my favorite mascara over my top and bottom eyelashes. I brushed powder blush over my freckled cheeks, and dabbed a little bit of foundation under my eyes and lightly over my freckled nose. I fed Henry, grabbed my purse and left for work. I arrived at Bernie's Bar and Pub and as expected, my boss, Bernie, yelled at me for missing my shift yesterday. I walked past him ignoring him "I can't get to work if you keep yelling at me." I said. It was kind of rude, but he already hates me and that won't change so I just don't try. I went in the back room and checked myself in, grabbed my apron and notepad and pencil, and was off to the first table. The bar was pretty empty today. It was also only 6:00 am but people are always here. There were two tables in my section that had people seated. I took their orders. The second table was a regular named Frank. He was there every morning. "Hey Casey!" He said in excitement as I walked to his table. "Hey Frank." "Where were you yesterday?" "I was sick" I lied. Frank doesn't need to know my business. I took his order and left. I can back with both table's food and drinks. I was working all day and around noon, the bar filled with people on their lunch breaks. I was working and working with no break for about 2 hours strait. After the rush though, my stomach dropped. It was pretty empty, but I was bringing food to a table and sitting in my section, was Matt. He saw me. He walked up to me, "I wasn't done with you honey, you ran away to fast" I was not backing away even though that was the only thing I wanted to do. "Excuse me, but blocking my way won't get you anywhere" I said as I walked around another way to get to the table. Matt looped around too, and was again standing right in front of me. You could visually tell he was getting angrier. "And I didn't like what your little boyfriend did either," he said through clenched teeth. I was holing the tray above my head in my right hand trying to get around him. He smacked the trey out of my hands. Everything on the trey fell. Drinks spilled everywhere and food was all over the ground. The glasses and plates shattered on the ground. A shard of glass flicked up and cut my leg about 2 inches. "HEY!!!" I heard the bar tender, Chris yell. Chris stepped out from behind the bar and walked over to us. "Listen pal it costs money and time to make that food. You better pay for that and get out of this bar before I call the manager out here" "oooohh" Matt said pretending to be scared, "what's the manager gonna do?" "You know I might just call the cops instead." Matt pushed Chris out of his way. Chris fell hard, knocking a table over and landing on it. Matt stepped right in front of me and slammed me against a booth. People in the bar were pulling out their phones. Matt slammed me against he wall. He grabbed my hip firmly, the one he had cut open. He knew it would hurt me. I let out a shrill scream. I heard people dialing on their phones. One man stepped out and spoke with an operator. Chris got up and pushed Matt off of me. He pinned him against the wall. I ran into the back kitchen and pulled out my phone. I called Harry. It was ringing for what seemed like forever, until I heard his beautiful deep voice.
"Hello?"
"Harry!"
"Casey? Is that you? Are you alright?"
"No, Harry come pick me up from the bar! Please"
"Casey, what's wrong?" He was concerned but I didn't have time to tell him. I hung up the phone and stuffed it back in my bag. I walked back into the bar and faintly heard police sirens. As the got closer, Matt was fighting harder and harder to get out, but there were three men and another waitress, Stella holding him down. The police came in and grabbed Matt. They shoved him in the back of the police car. Meanwhile, there were three or four other police interviewing some of the guests and staff. One walked up to me. I didn't tell them about the other night in the alley, but I told them about how he hit on me at the bar before. When the police man walked away I turned around and saw Harry storming in confused and worried. I threw my apron behind the bar counter and grabbed my purse. I ran up to Harry.

Harry's P.O.V

I was sitting at home eating Ramen watching tv when my phone started buzzing. I looked at the collar ID. It wasn't in my contacts.i answered it anyway. When I did I heard Casey's panicked voice on the other end. "Casey? Is that you? Are you okay?" I asked her. She told me to come pick her up from Bernie's pub. I asked what was wrong. She didn't answer. All I heard was the dial tone. I knew something was wrong. I ran to my bedroom and threw clothes on. I couldn't find socks. I didn't think I had enough time to find some. I just threw on my boots and got out to the car. I threw the door open. I buckled up and sped out of the driveway. I couldn't quite remember how to get to the bar, I had to pull over and find it on google maps. This was an unwanted delay. Even with the map I was having trouble finding it. I heard sirens wailing, and three police cars whizzed past me. I decided to follow them because they were going in the direction I thought I needed to go. I was right. They all stopped in the middle of the street right outside Bernie's Bar and Pub. I watched in my car for a second as they all rushed in. A couple minutes after, they were dragging a guy out of the pub and cramming him in the back of the police car. I stepped out of my car. And walked towards the bar. I looked in the car they put the guy in. I couldn't believe what I saw. It was the guy who tried to rape Casey... And  stabbed me. By then I had no idea what had happened. I was worried that Casey got hurt. I stormed in there and looked around I saw police men talking to people and broken glass everywhere. I looked over and saw Casey talking to the police. When she was done, she turned around and saw me. She ran to me. I was walking to her. She came into my arms. I hugged her tightly. I didn't want to let go and I don't think she wanted me to. "Are you alright? What happened? Did he hurt you? Are you bleeding?" I asked question after question. She didn't answer any questions she just stood there squeezing me tightly. I let go of her so she would talk to me. "I don't wan to talk here. Can we leave?" "Of course" I walked her out to the car and opened the door for her. She blushed just like she always does when I open the car door for her. I don't know why she does that, but its cute. I opened my car door and put the car in reverse. She answered all my questions. She told me everything. She also told me how she didn't tell them about the night in the alley. "Casey, why? That was probably the most important thing to say and you didn't??" 
"Yeah, I know, I just thought it was too much trouble than its worth. You would get in trouble, and besides they are taking him away anyways" Her words made sense. They were true. Did she really do that to try to protect me? Wow.

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