yself back to me, showing me exactly how flu

ay, I am going beyond what is necessary. Based on our two interactions

the same and they are all pre

ore anxious than I have ever been. Ass fuck! When I lost my virg

n about my makeup anymore, and if I don't change, I'll wind up drinking more, and you don't want

in, most of my makeup has disappeared, revealing my numerous freckles. With

mart for

ut. Loud music greets my ears, and I see people being even

ems kind of cute from this angle, and I don't want to ruin her make-out session. I pull

te. Gre

oing

ith me pretty hard, sending me crashing against a near

I yell, holding my

nd completely drunk. He even has his saliva dripping down h

disgu

...in the way," he growl

wall when he steps closer a

him but he blocks my way and brings h

hooking into my neckline a

t," he slurs, drippin

ger breathe due to the strain of his weight as my arm becomes squeezed between his body and the wall.I find myself crying without even rea

t is late and my best friend is lost in kissing. No, this can't

, to push it up, a hand slaps on his T-shi

being lifted from me before my sight cl

st the man's cheek. The man is knocked down so hard that he slurps and loses consciousness in an i

easing his grip on the man's T-shirt. A few inebriated onlookers who had been observing the situation

okay?" he asks, tak

ak the words, my head hurts and

me and before I can stop him, Mr. Harry

u have got a concussion. Would you

set eyes staring into mine, and the sensation of his hand beneath my bare knees. His touch causes my skin to burn so intensely t

e back to my senses and I look around

ither of us or to the man who i

drunk. My cheeks flush in embarrassment. "I'd li

who is literally in his arms. My mind is too dizzy to ask him to put me down

fully and starts to walk, leaving me lying there like a caterpillar within a cocoon. My grip tightens around his neck, drawing me in close

A

?" I murmur agai

continuing to ma

re you t

here you live

do I

n and raises an amused eyebrow at me. Even

very

t twelve hours by insulting me, making fun of me, challenging me, and now getting

to a thin line.

This rude man is

ask you to

e to be trampled on by drunken feet. Wo

uff. "Tak

his car, and with strong hands, he puts me inside, his knuckles brushing over the small piece of expo

lks around the car, opens the other side, and gets in. As he sta

roubled. I do believe it is

way?" h

e the rest of the address as I lay my

e car and soon, I get lost in dreams with the quiet groan

of the car, looking at him. He opens the door and stands there, still frowning at me, and I watch like a helpless

ut I end up smiling at him and lifti

me up,

es my posture in. His face changes color for a secon

ospital," he murmurs. "You must

ts the door and walks towards the

n to me tightly the entire time. When he comes outside, I gesture toward m

door for him. Mr. Harry enters the apartment and walks to the cou

ion greets me, I twist a

s as he takes hold of my feet and start

warm, making

shutting slowly. "She got a cute gu

rds. I hear a soft laugh and look to

does

rol over that t

ling, smiling sof

ts up and starts to unbutton h

ay something more as sleep starts to get me deep. He just

ces the suit over my

e whispers close to my ear. "

orders too, I quickly lose