THE BODYGUARD | Chapter Two
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summary: When your father contacts Tom to protect you, he just sees a spoiled, rich girl from Upper East Side. But behind designer clothes, exclusive parties and expensive champagne there’s a lonely girl with a big heart.
[from the story] “Keep your hands off that dress” you screamed “That dress was a gift from Donatella Versace. She made it for my eighteenth birthday. I bet you can’t even spell ‘Versace’”
One of the twins rolled his eyes at your statement “Tom, I’ll give you fifteen dollars if you let me punch her”
NEXT CHAPTER: 4/11/2017
“Bodyguard” you repeated looking into the mirror as you applied blush on your cheeks “Bodyguard my ass”
You gave one last glance at the mirror to check your make up. It was just perfection.
Your phone buzzed again, and you rolled your eyes annoyed.
“I swear I’m gonna kill Mia if she doesn’t stop texting me"
With a sigh, you moved from your desk and grab your phone on the bed. You frowned when you looked at the screen.
“From: unknown number
Last time went well for you, keep an eye open, princess”
Your heart missed a beat. You read it more times and every time the message seemed creepier than before.
No, you thought, it must be a lame joke.
“Uh” you exclaimed when you spotted Tom on your doorframe, your hand reached your chest for the fear “I didn’t hear you coming”
Tom gave you an inquisitive look “Are you ok?”
“What? Yes, yes… You just scared me” you cleared your throat “what do you want? I’m pretty busy at the moment”
“Are you going out?”
You tried to look as natural as you could “N-no. I was just watching a make up tutorial on YouTube” you lied.
Tom wasn’t completely sure about your answer, but he just shrugged and came closer to you. You looked at him more carefully. He wasn’t that bad after all.
“This is my number. Save it in your phone. When you see something that seems strange, call me up, irrespective of time and place. I’m here for you” he gave you a piece of paper with his phone number written on it.
He spoke slowly, his eyes never left yours. It was hard for you holding his gaze.
“Thank you” you whispered.
“Well” he rubbed his hands “Goodnight”.
Harrison Osterfield is a legend among criminals. Since young age, he stood out for his agility and technological skills. He could enter every house as well as every technological item.
Jacob and his team were watching in awe Haz’s fast hands tapping on his laptop.
“Dude” Jacob exclaimed “What are you doing?”
Harrison smirked “I’ve just downloaded the conversation little Y/N and her friend are having. Apparently tonight they want to see a club called… The Black Shark” His smirk grew wider. He knew that place very well, cocaine was sold at very low prices and the quality was good. He had worked there as a pusher for a few years before he met Don Pietro.
“These two rich bitches wanna see how we do in the low-life” someone said making the group laugh.
Harrison passed his thumb on his lips as the reflected about what to do.
Maybe it was time to come back to The Black Shark to greet his old friends.
“Can we walk slower? My high heels are killing me” you pleaded Mia who was a few foot far from you.
“We are almost there” she exclaimed.
You looked around. Girls were wearing shorts and eccentric clothes full of stripes and glitters while boys were smoking outside, checking every girl out.
You shivered, you didn’t like that area of the city, and you didn’t know why you decided to follow Mia in this stupid situation.
“Mia, I don’t feel really safe here” you confessed.
“Oh, come on, Y/N” she said “We can stay here just a few hours. Time to get a drink and some weed”
You rolled your eyes “You should have asked your ex boyfriend for the weed”
Mia pretended not to have heard you and moved on.
The Black Sharks entrance was black, badly illuminated.
“Bleah, it seems a punk club” you commented almost disgusted.
“Come on, Y/N. We just have to go there, buy weed and take a selfie to post on Instagram so that everyone can see we have been here. Got it?” Mia explained you like you were the dumbest person on heart.
You sighed “Ok, but something fast, please”.
The club was big and full of people. Most them were smoking or drinking. A group of boys whistled at you and winked as well.
You gave them a disgusted look.
“Can I help you, ladies?”
You turned around and rolled your eyes. Seven seconds in the club and someone was already hitting on Mia.
“Depends on what you have to offer me” she purred making the boy laugh a little.
The boy was tall, with blonde hair and deep blue eyes. He was wearing jeans and a black shirt that showed his muscular arms.
“I have everything you want, doll. Can I offer you a drink?” he asked licking his upper lip.
Mia nodded and took him by his strong arm.
“Mia” you called her “Something fast, remember?”
She gave you a wink and mouthed a “ok”. You knew she was lying.
“What is a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?” someone behind you asked.
“I’m not looking for anyone. Especially you” you said trying to sound tough.
The boy chuckled “Nice attitude. I’m Zayn”
You looked at him. He was beautiful. His black hair was combed in a mohawk, he had hazel eyes and handsome features. He wasn’t toned, and his body was covered in tattoos.
“Good” you replayed and looked away.
You took your phone to call a taxi, realizing that your phone was running out of battery.
“If you are looking for something you can just ask without looking on your phone. I have everything you want.”
“I have already heard this phrase by another boy. Is the only pickup line you know here?”
Zayn kept chuckling, he was amused by your face tough attitude.
“I can show you some more later, if you want” he whispered in your ear, his arm surrounded your shoulders.
A series of shiver run down your spine.
“Hey, Malik” a man called him “She told you she doesn’t like your attentions, leave my pub before I kick you out!”.
The black-haired boy gave him a killing look and left you.
“Are you all right?” the man asked you while drying a decanter. He was tall, brawny and bold. He was wearing a checkered shirt green and blue and a pair of cachi jeans.
“Yeah, thank you” you gave him a shy smile.
“You shouldn’t be here, you know this?”
“I… I know. What a stupid idea”
“I have a phone, you can call someone to pick you up. Malik is just one of the thousand delinquent who live here. You have to be careful”
“That would be lovely, thank you. My phone has just died”
The man smiled “Follow me, I’ll make sure no one will disturb you. Do you have anyone you trust who can come?”
You looked down at your Gucci high heels “I don’t know” then you remembered “Wait, maybe I have someone…”
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