That One Thing


2. Chapter 2

Chapter 2

I exhaled the disgusting smell of cigarette smoke, moving past the hot and sweaty bodies, moving to the beat of the loud music. It sickened me to think of how many people here probably weren't old enough to smoke or drink- lame, I know, but it really did. And I was one of them. I shuddered at the thought, trying to find a spot- even a small spot- where there were no people. I soon found one, with one person standing there. It was in the basement, I think, where there was the least amount of people. Down here, it didn't smell of smoke. It didn't smell of liquor. It smelled... normal.

I took a deep breath, pushing past the people in the large space. Wow- biggest room in the house has the least amount of people. So not right. I found myself at the empty spot with, what I now knew to be, a boy- scratch that, man- leaning against the wall. He had curly brown hair that spilled down in front of his face. His eyes were a dark emerald-green, a truly gorgeous color. He was watching silently the people around us, his lips curled in a slight smirk.

I froze, beginning to question whether or not I should really go over to where he was standing. Before I could make up my mind, his eyes met mine. He gave me a crooked smile, nodding his head. I swallowed hard. Tremblingly, I walked over to him. The man winked at me, sending nervous shivers down my spine.

"Hey gorgeous." His voice was husky, making me shake even more. The man turned so that he could face me, that smirk once more returning to his face. I once more swallowed, looking down at my feet. I could hear him laugh, "Gonna tell me your name sweetheart?"

I blushed, shaking my head. The man scoffed, "I said you gonna tell me your name?"

I finally got the nerve to look up at him, I found his eyes scanning my body. I took a deep breath, "I-I-I'm Maddison... c-call me Maddie."

The man got really close to me, his lips directly over my ear, "That's a sweet name." He chuckled, "Maddie..." He let the letters roll off his tongue, placing both his hands on my waist. My heart was bound to beat right out of my chest I was so nervous. I could feel sweat on the palms of my hands. "I'm Harry."

I looked back up at him, finding his smirk widening. "O-Oh... that's a n-n-nice name."

"Hmm," Harry licked his lips, ducking his head by my head. His lips slowly began to nibble at my skin, making my nerves act up. My leg came up, tangling itself in his. I gasped, clutching onto Harry's shoulders for support. "Yeah, just like that sweetheart."

I shook, trying to move away from him. But I couldn't. My leg remained tangled up in his legs and my hands were glued onto his shirt fabric. I was terrified of what he would do to me. Visions of him raping me flashed through my mind, causing my stomach to roll.

His teeth dug into my skin, causing a moan to slip from my lips. "Harry," I begged, my body stiff.

When Harry finally pulled away from me, that smirk returned to his face. "There. Now when people see you, they'll know you're mine."

My jaw dropped, "W-What?" What does he mean by When people see me, they'll know I'm his? I began shaking, almost horrified by the look in his eyes.

"You heard me," he growled, taking a step away from me. "Now, I'll see you around. Madieee."

I watched as Harry turned around and headed into the crowd of people, his hands stuffed in his pockets.

Oh god... what did I just get dragged into?

Sorry it's so short! cliff-hanger time!

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