I was greeted by Harry, who was covered from head to toe in tattoos and piercings. No wonder he was in a gang."Hello babe!" He said.Babe made me flinch. "Could you not call me babe?" I asked."I can call you whatever I want."he hissed in a way.
Trying to be funny I saluted him and said "Yes,Sir!" He chuckled and ruffled my hair. Then the waitress came over and asked what we would like to drink.
"Miller-Lite," Harry answered."You look under 21 to be ordering beer, I.D please." She instructed.
Harry groaned and showed her his I.D. She trembled at the sight of this. "Sir, your Miller Lite will be here in just a second."
"For you milady?"
"A water is alright thank you." I said politely.
She rushed off and Harry just shrugged it off. She returned with our drinks and left immediately after giving Harry his drink. Harry and I were sipping on our drinks till he decided to break the tension.
"Now, that your mine, I have a few rules." He stated. I looked at him dumbfounded. Seriously? "Are you ready?" He said. I nodded.
Rules for Francesca
1.You must follow all my orders
2. Must not escape
3. Do not flirt with any other guy but me
"You will be punished for escaping or minor incidents or if you have done something severe I can have your father killed in the next 29 minutes." He stated. I nodded.
The lunch went through quickly and we were just pulling into his house. My mouth dropped. The idiot lives in a fucking mansion. "My room is on the top floor to the right." He said getting out of the car.
I followed him to a living room filled with 4 boys. "Lads, Francesca." He said. "Hazza she's hot!" Said an older looking one. A mature looking one started to do wolf whistles.
"Louis." The older looking one said.
"Zayn." Said one with black hair.
"Niall." The blonde one stated.
"Liam," The mature one said.
"Pleasure to meet you!" I said sweetly.
"Come on Babe." Harry said. I nodded and followed him.
A/N: I would write more but my stomach hurts like hell. Will write more tomorrow!