He forced me to him. I didn't know him.
"I could love you better than him; I would promise that."
Butterflies entered my stomach, causing my lashes to flutter, then relax when my lids closed.
Then, it ended.
"What the fuck? Get the hell off her!"
"Okay, but I never break my promises, so I'll be seeing you love."
How would I ever possibly see him again?

Warning: sexual scenes, language, etc.


11. Ten: Let's Get to Work

My alarm rang at 6. My headache still pounded. I got up, brushed my teeth, put my hair back and changed my clothing.

When I arrived at City Hall it was 6:28 and the officer from yesterday wasn't there, like he said he would be. I sat down on a nearby bench. I waited for about 20 minutes before I saw the officer walk right past me.

"Excuse me. I've been waiting to begin my service hours but no one has told me what to do." I called out as he turned around.

"Oh, Chelsea. Your mom paid it all off last night. I thought she would've told you. Sorry that you drove here for nothing." He answered then walked away.

How'd she get the money? Why didn't she tell me?

I began to head home when my phone rang. I looked at my phone to see it was Harry.

"Hello." I answered.

"We need to talk."

"Well I need to head home and talk to my.."

He cut me off. "No, Chelsea, now. I'll explain. Just meet me at the club in 5." He hung up, not letting me respond.

I walked in and Harry grabbed me right away and pulled me into what looked like a janitors closet.

"Harry please make this quick. My mom's probably wondering what's taking me so long cause she paid off the money for my service."

"She didn't pay for it. I did." He said, smiling. "I did it so we could spend the service hours together without being caught."

I chuckled. "Are you being serious?"

"Yeah. Why would I joke about it? You just can't tell anyone. You can meet me here every morning, and you can stay until your hours are meant to be up."

I looked away. I wasn't able to take him seriously. "I don't know, Harry. I hate lying."

He laughed, using his fingers to bring my eyes up to his. "Says the one who was at the bar all day two days ago cause she just went through a terrible break up, and called Liam so he could also lie for the both of us." He brought his face closer to mine, trying to get a response. "Come on, Chels." He said, teasingly, having his lips hover over mine.

My heart became fast and my breath staggered. I don't know why he had this affect on me. I nodded slightly, then he stepped away.

"Well, I work until 4, and then we can go to my place and hang for a while." He said before he walked out.


Harry walked me to his car opening the door for me. His house came into view when I saw that it had been tee-peed and egged, with a paper on the door.

"Wait in here." He said jumping out of the car.

He walked up to the door and appeared to be reading the paper. He crumpled it up and threw it down angrily. He quickly began to rip the toilet paper from the house, all the actions showing anger. I decided to get out and see if he was okay.

"Are you okay?" He stopped his actions and stood there staring at the house. I looked down at the paper that was crumpled in a ball, but when I bent down to pick it up, Harry's hand was on it first.

"I'm okay, now." He said. I could still see the lines between his brows and on his forehead. "Let's go in. I'll take care of this later." He said leading me in the house.

"So when do you start your job?" Harry asked once he closed the door:

"I don't."

"I'm sorry, Chels. You could work at the club with me."

"I don't know. Would they hire me? I'm only in High School." I answered.

"Well they wouldn't let you serve, but you could clean up. I'll talk to Sylvie tomorrow and see what she says."

All of the sudden, there was a knock on the door.

Harry looked at me, then gestures for me to go into his room.

I quickly run in there closing the door to a crack so I can listen.

"Harry, I was thinking you wouldn't open the door, seeing what happened last time we saw each other." I didn't recognize the voice.

"Carlos, I told you if I ever saw you again I would kill your sorry ass." Harry said.

"You see, if you really wanted to kill me, I'd be dead already. Now enough with small talk, I came to talk business. Boss told me that there was a amber alert, with your name mentioned. He doesn't like that…publicity, definitely when it involves the cops. So we talked to your poor little mummy. She was pretty pissed that she couldn't meet this Chelsea."

Harry interrupted him. I heard a loud pounding, like something had been pushed against the wall. "You better have not hurt her."

"Which her are we talking about now?" The strangers voice spoke, trying to get a reaction from Harry.

I heard footsteps approaching the door very quickly. I jumped when Harry's face appeared at the crack of the door. His eyes pierced through mine, regret filled his eyes. Laughing came from the other room.

"So, there is a famous Chelsea." The strangers voice echoed down the hall.

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