"Hello, my name is Kimberly and I will be your waitress for today." I told the guys and brought up my pen. "Can I take your order?" I added as the curly one chuckled. "Yeah, I want a piece of your ass." He smirked pinching my butt.


15. I've already got her.

Harry's P.O.V

"That's a pretty speech you had, but that doesn't change anything." Danny spoke as Kim looked over at me.

Her eyes were filled with tears, "Harry.." She whispered but I just sighed and looked down.

"Harry." She said a little louder but I didn't look up, "Fine, if that's what you do to every girl. You just saved me because we didn't fuck, and now that you finally got what you wanted you're just going to give me away to a psycho killer which is probably going to kill me?" She questioned as I looked up at her.

"I'm sorry." I whispered biting my lips.

"Asshole." She spat and ran upstairs into the guestroom.

I really didn't want to give her over to George, but I really didn't want Danny to feel the same way I did when my mom died. He's my bestfriend, almost like my brother. I love him and I don't want to see him hurt. And I know how Kimberly feels.. Like no one loves her, like she's just a toy, but she isn't. I do like her, like... I have feelings for her, but I just have a hard time on showing it.

"Thanks man." Danny snapped me out of my thoughts as he sat back down.

"No problem." I replied as I got up and walked into my bedroom.

I layed down on my bed, tomorrow I was going to give George the girl who made me get feelings for her, which I haven't felt since Cindy died. 

'Just promise me that you will protect the people you love, stand up for what you believe in.' Cindy's voice repeated inside my head.

'Harry! Help me please!' My mom's voice repeated as tears streamed down my face.

I took a deep breath as I wiped away the tears and stood up. I walked out of my bedroom, the guys were looking at me, "I'll just talk to Kim." I told them as they nodded in response.

I walked upstairs, hesitating before I opened the door. I saw Kimberly laying in the bed with her face buried in the pillow. I quietly closed the door as I walked over to her.

"Kim.." I whispered but she didn't look up.

"Why me Harry?" She said with a husky voice as she looked up at me.

"Why did you save me? Why did you tell George that I wasn't just one of your sluts? And told Danny that I wasn't just another girl? What am I Harry?" She asked as I sighed.

"I didn't want you to get killed because when I watched the innocent in your eyes everytime you were scared, it reminded me of Cindy." I replied as her eyes widened.

"She never told me about you." Kimberly claimed as she sat up.

"I told her not to." I told her as she nodded in response.

"Why do you want to give me to George?" Kim asked looking into my eyes with a puppyface.

"I don't want to.. I have to, cause I can't watch Danny lose his mom." I sighed before I placed a kiss on her cheek and left the room.

*Next day*

"Hey harry!" Danny called as I looked over at him.

He walked over to me, "Maybe we can... Not give him Kim." He said as I furrowed my eyebrows wanting him to continue.

"We just bring the money, and if he holds my mom in front of him like Ash did to Kim just take a chance and shoot." He said as my eyes widened.

"But what if I miss?" I questioned as he shrugged, "Then I'll just have to live with it." He replied as I gave him a friendly hug.

Kim walked over to us, "Ready?" She asked as we looked at her.

"You stay here, we'll handle him." I told her as I spotted a little smile on her face, with a little bit of confusion. But she didn't say anything, just nodded.


We were in the alley, waiting for George, suddenly a big black car parked at the end of the alley and George stepped out with Danny's mom and a gun against her head.

"You're late." I shouted as we walked closer to him.

"Just had to pick up a few things." He smirked as Jake threw the briefcase in front of him.

George opened it with his feets and smiled when he saw the money, he pushed Danny's mom towards us.

"You probably wonder why I don't ask for the girl." He smirked and picked up the briefcase.

"That's because I've already got her." He chuckled as I was about to bring out my gun before he interrupted, "And if any of you pull out a gun, acting all dramatic telling me to give her back, I'll press this button." He spoke holding up a little box with a red button on it, "And Kimberly, who's in that car, will blow up." 

I lose my grip on the gun and placed my hands down on the side, "How do I know you're not joking." I asked as he laughed.

"You want me to prove it to you maybe?" He questioned showing the button once more, "Don't think so." He added and walked over to his car before he drove off.

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