Violet just turned 18 when her two bestfriends, Evelyn and Elizabeth, decides to take her out on a club celebrating. But little did Violet know, that the most romantic guy and the most dangerous guy were in the same club with her. Her friends warns her about the dangerous one.. But will she listen to them? Read to find out.


10. You're fired!

Violet's P.O.V

Wait... Did we have... Sex?

"Ew.." I grabbed for my t-shirt that was laying on the floor, and put it on.

"Ew?" He repeated cocking an eyebrow with a little smirk.

"So you don't find me attractive?" I looked over at him, "I didn't say that."

"So you do find me attractive?" He layed back down on my bed placing his hands behind his head.

"I didn't say that either." I coughed standing up.

"Oh." He placed his feets on the floor as he stood up, got dressed before coming towards me.

He walked up in front of me, "So you wouldn't mind if I kissed you now that you're sober?" He had this charming smile on his face, that I bet no girl could resist.

He came closer, about to kiss me, when I placed my index finger on his lips, "Actually, I do mind." I smirked and walked out of my bedroom.

I heard him sigh behind me as I walked over to the kitchen. Harry came over too, "Why are you still here?" I said in  a bitcy way bringing out the juice box from the fridge.

"I want the sober Violet to make out with me." He smirked as I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, that's not going to happen." I drank from the juice box and placed it on the kitchenbench.

Then I walked over to Harry starting to push him towards the exit, "You know, you can just ask me to leave." He said as we stopped right in front of my door.

"No, this is much easier." I gave him a fake smile as he put on his shoes.

He opened the door, but before he left he asked for my number again.

"Nop." I said popping the 'p'.

"C'mon babe, Then I will leave you alone for a whole day tomorrow." He smiled handing me his phone.

I sighed as I took it writing down my actual number. I handed him back his phone but he didn't leave yet.

He brought his phone up to his ear, suddenly I heard my phone ring, "Alright, it's the right number this time." He smirked and hung up.

He left and I locked the door after him. Suddenly my phone started to ring again, I ran over to my bedroom picking up my phone, "Harry, give up already." I said but my eyes soon widened when it wasn't Harry I spoke with.

"Why didn't you come to work today?" An angry voice spoke which was my boss.

I hesitated, "Uhh.. I forgot." 

"What did you do? Be honest Carter." His voice raised as I rubbed the back of my neck.

"I... I got drunk and had a little party.." I sighed as I heard him groan.

"Enough said, you're fired!" He shouted and hung up.

WHAT!? Fuck. I needed that job to pay for my apartment.

I was angry as I called up Harry, "I knew you couldn't get enough of me." I heard him chuckle.

"You piece of shit, I just got fired 'cause I didn't show up at work, just because of you!" I almost shouted as I heard him giggle.

Was this supposed to be funny to him?

"You could always live with me if you get kicked out of the poor little apartment of yours." He was almost laughing his ass off through the phone.

"It's not funny Harry! You owe me money." I spoke as he tried to catch his breath.

"Sure honey, I'll fix you a new job." He giggled again before he hung up.

That spoiled little brat.. Thinking life is easy just 'cause he has money.

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