Benz POV
"I said I don't take no f-for an answer"
Oh shit. I could feel my heart leaping out of my chest, my body slowly starting to tremble. I'm here in this isolated hallway, alone with this fucking drunk creep, no where in sight for anyone to see. I tried my best to remain calm, clearing my throat as I slightly glared at him to seem more intimidating. Of course that doesn't work when you're a sex worker like me.
"You're not suppose to be back here. This is for employees only, you're really testing my patience"
"I promise you, t-this will be quick. I won't leave you alone u-until I get what I came here for.."
He steps towards me, roughly grabbing my hips as he pulls me towards him. I could feel his nails digging into my skin. I silently yelp, pushing him away from me, trying my best to run past him. He grabs me, slamming my back against the wall. I don't know if it was because he was delirious being that he was intoxicated, but he sure was strong for his age.
"Hey hey, what's the rush?"
I felt the man's grip tighten once he places his hands over my waist. He pulls me closer to him, his foul breath reeking of alcohol just hitting my face. This guy just isn't taking a hint. I tried pushing past him again but he kept me locked in his grip. I can honestly say that I'm now terrified.
"I told you already, I'm not doing any private sessions tonight! Now please, get out of my way!"
"Then I guess I'm an exception..more time for me to have fun with you"
"No! Get off!"
The older man leans forcefully to my neck, planting rough kisses onto my skin. His nails dig into my waist under my coat, making me yelp as I tried my best to push him off and fight back. But the more I tried pushing him off, he would slam me harder against the wall, pinning my arms down and blocking me from kicking him. I felt tears forming into my eyes, trying my best to hold them back to not show any signs of weakness. I was failing miserably though.
"Get..off...me!"
"No way baby, you're mine tonight!..I'm going to have so much fun with you! After all, this is what you suppose to do, you don't have the right to refuse!"
"No! NOO! LET ME GO! PLEASE!" I panicked once he was unbuckling my pants, flipping me over as he slams my face over the wall.
"PAUL! PAUULL!"
"No one is going to come for you baby..it's just you and me!"
I didn't hear heavy footsteps coming towards us, I didn't hear Paul's raspy voice calling after me. He wasn't going to come save me, no one was. Tears streamed down my cheeks, disgusted as the man's dry hands touch me in places I didn't want to be touched. I guess this is how it goes, a drunk taking advantage me as he rapes me in the deserted hallway. I asked for this, no one cares.
"You're going to enjoy yourself. I'm going to force you to like it!"
"N-NO! LET M-ME GO!!!"
No one cares..
"OUCH!"
I felt the extra weight lifted off me, before hearing a huge slam on the ground, my closed eyes slowly opening up as I realized the drunk bastard was laying on the ground as he groans in pain. I furrowed my eyebrows, turning around to realize that it wasn't Paul..It was Harry.
"Didn't he just tell you to let him go?!
FUCK OFF!"
I let out a shaky breath, seeing the fury in his emerald green eyes. The drunk man gets up, scurrying away from him fearfully as it was now just me and Harry left in the hallway.
He sighs, running his fingers through his long curls before turning to me as his expression softens from anger to concern.
"Are you alright? Did he hurt you?"
My eyebrows scrunch together, tears still streaming down my cheeks. I flung my arms around his neck, pulling him close to me as I cried over his shoulder. I couldn't stop shaking, my body still in shock as fear took control over me. He wraps his arms around me, caressing my hair as he shushes me and comforts me. If no one would've have shown up in time, I would've been a goner. But Harry did, and he saved me.
"Shh it's alright. You're safe now"
"H-He was g-going t-to..r-ra-"
"I know, you don't have to say it. I'm here now, no one could hurt you anymore"
Being in his arms gave me such an odd, but tender feeling. I felt completely safe, something I haven't felt in a long time. Harry stood here with me, not letting go as he let me cry over his shoulder. Usually I would be asking him what he was doing here and why, but that's out of the question. Not only I'm thankful for getting to see him again, but for being here at the right place and time. Who would've known our second meeting would be him saving me from a intoxicated pervert?
"Come on, lets go"
"I-I d-don't..H-He'll be out t-there"
"No he won't. I'm right beside you if he tries anything, we should go before your boss starts to worry"
My boss. I sniffed, nodding as Harry helps me up. He wraps his arm around my waist as he leads me out of the hallway and into the club area. I couldn't help but feel like running away, to just hide from everyone. My arms were crossed over my chest, my fingers pressed tightly against my arms. Harry suddenly takes my hand, holding it in his. I looked up at him, he looks down at me as he gives me a small grin.
"I don't want you to hurt your arms. It doesn't help if you're hurting yourself, right?"
"Y-Yeah..I guess so" I blushed, biting my bottom lip as we kept walking.
I look over and see Niall arguing with Paul as he sat on a lounge chair with Cameron on his lap. He was stroking his hand over Paul's chest, chuckling over Niall's antics while Paul kept rolling his eyes at him. He was with Cameron this whole time. I wanted him to look for me, hopefully even save me, but he was out here with Cameron.
Niall groans before looking towards my direction. Paul looks over at me, his expression changing once he notices Harry right beside me. Niall gasps before running over to me, wrapping his arms around me as he sighs of relief. I couldn't help but hug him back as I felt more tears wanting to come out.
"Oh my god Jay! I was looking all over for you! Where were you?"
"N-Niall...you wouldn't believe m-me if I told you"
"What do you mean? What happened?" He asked, looking at me as he wipes my tears away with his thumbs.
"I was..I-I was about to get..r-raped"
"What?!..How? By who?"
"By some drunk I-I don't even know...H-He tried pulling m-my pants down and t-taking
a-advantage of m-me.."
"Oh my god. I told Paul we should've looked around for you but he wouldn't listen! He was being a prick about the whole thing...Are you hurt? H-He didn't get you, did he?"
"No, he didn't" I said, looking over at Harry as he just awkwardly waved at us.
"You saved him?" asked Niall, furrowing his eyebrows.
"Y-Yeah. Just in time before he could do anything"
"Well then, we have a little 'Superman' on our hands now, don't we?"
"Eh, I would not say that. But I guess you can call me his Superman for now" he awkwardly rubs his neck, making Niall chuckle, even making me smile a bit.
I noticed my hand was still holding onto his, sending some tingles. I look up at him, Harry looking at me as he sends me a small smile. I felt his thumb caress my knuckles as I slightly blush. Why..Why is my heart starting to skip a beat?
"What the hell is going on here?!"
Paul stood in front of us, looking down at our hands. I quickly pull my hand away from Harry's, looking away from him as I felt his eyes glaring deadly at him.
Oh no.
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Harry POV
"What the hell is going on here?"
The older man, Benz's boss, stood in front of us as he look back and forth between us both. He notices Benz holding my hand, furrowing his eyebrows as he sinks his eyes furiously at me. Benz quickly yanks his hand away from mine, actually bringing me down a bit to be honest.
"Who are you? Why are you beside him?!"
"I was just bringing him here to keep him safe, he was-"
"I don't care what it is! You're not allowed to touch him like this ever, do you understand?!"
"Look I'm sorry, I-I didn't mean-"
"Will you shut up and listen for like two seconds?! Did you not hear what just happened? Benz was about to be assaulted by a customer, he almost got raped!" Dallas steps in front of me, clenching his fists.
"What?"
"Are you deaf? Benz was almost raped and he saved him!" Dallas shouted, pointing at me.
"Is that true?"
"Y-Yes..it is. Harry saved me" Benz stuttered, looking down at the ground.
"Harry? Who the hell is Harry?!"
"I'm Harry. It's nice to meet you" I introduced myself, holding my hand for him to shake but he just glared.
"You look familiar..How do you know my employee? What's your relationship with him?"
"It's nothing serious, we're just friends"
"Friends? Friends with my boy?! He doesn't need people like you to be around him, I won't allow it"
"P-Paul, please" Benz pleaded but his boss ignored.
"People like me? I never did anything wrong. Who are you to make his decisions for him? You're just his boss!"
"Just his boss? Ha, I guess my boy forgot to tell you an important detail about me. I'm his partner! His boyfriend!"
"H-His boyfriend?"
This grown man, old enough to be my father, is Benz Goldmine's boyfriend? They're together? It's all starting to make sense now. Benz concerned over his 'boss' catching him, not having a cell phone, reacting so viciously towards me....it all makes sense now. His boyfriend, Paul I assume, keeps staring aggressively at me with balled fists. I swear it's like he could punch me any second if I even let out a cough.
"Yes his boyfriend, as in, he's mine! So I suggest you keep your filthy hands to yourself if you know what's good for you!"
"P-Paul please, he's was j-just trying to help..He means no harm.."
"Then how come you've never mentioned him to me? What other things are you hiding from me?!" Paul questions Benz, towering over him as he shook rapidly. I sensed he had more fear for Paul than with the drunk man from earlier.
"No I'm not..I-I just didn't think it was a something to be t-tell y-you about"
"This isn't something you would tell me about? You being around him without my consent?! You're such a fool, you're too stupid to ever comprehend things with your slow mind! You idiotic bitch!"
"Don't talk to him like that" I spoke up, catching the older man's attention once more.
"He didn't do anything wrong, he was never doing anything wrong. All we had were a few small conversations, nothing flirtatious or anything. I understand you're upset about him not telling you about me, but it doesn't give you the right to talk to him like he's some pet when he's not. You should respect him as your partner like you say he is"
"He's my boyfriend! I can say what I want to him because I care about him! Just mind your own damn business and get the hell out of my club!"
"Woah woah! What going on here? Harry, who is this old cunt?" Louis questions once he walks over with Hero and Zayn.
"Can you tell me why you're spitting in my best mate's face? You might want to take a step back lad"
"Who the fuck are all of you? Get the fuck out! You're all just a bunch of amateurs!"
"Is this how you're going to treat him Paul? Harry saved your boyfriend from getting raped! And this is how you're going to repay him?!" Dallas yelled in disbelief.
"Rape? What is he talking about Haz?" asked Hero as they turn to me.
"Shut the fuck up before I put you out and fire your ass! You Irish whore, pathetic cunt!..Get over here Benz, now!"
"He doesn't have to!..You don't have to, you know don't!" I heard Dallas plead to Benz, holding onto him as Benz lets out a shaky breath.
"Benz..stand here with me..now!"
Benz scrunched his eyebrows together, sighing as he lowers his head down. He looks over at Dallas, muttering a low 'sorry' before pulling away from his arms, walking over to Paul as he pulls the younger lad into his chest. Am I really witnessing this with my own eyes?
Not too long after, Dallas has a complete meltdown, now trying to pull Benz back before being restrained by bouncers as tears stream down his face in pure hurt and anger.
"NO JUSTIN! I'M Y-YOUR BEST MATE! DON'T LISTEN TO HIM, H-HE'S NO GOOD FOR YOU! HE'S JUST USING YOU!"
"Get him out of here. He's done for the night"
"Yes sir"
"And while you're at it, escort these four out. Make sure they never come back inside again"
"What? Are you fucking serious?...HEY! GET OFF!"
A few more bouncers grab the boys and I, forcing us to the door while we tried fighting back. I turned around to see Benz looking at me, helplessly. Just by looking at Paul's hand, gripping over his shoulder, more pieces were being put together. I tried my best to make my way towards him but the bouncers pick up me before successfully throwing all of us out of the club, landing my face on the concrete ground. I groaned, hissing in pain as I stood up with Louis's help.
"Are you alright Haz?"
"Yeah I think so, thanks"
"Who the hell does this guy think he is? Throw us out like trash!"
"I'd break his fucking face if I had the chance" Hero muttered, whipping off dirt from his leather jacket as Zayn nods.
"You could count me in. Bastards got my jacket torn up"
I heard screaming, making us turn around as we saw Dallas trying to push past the bouncers. They just pushed him back, trying their best to block him from the entrance while he yelled and argued with tears still streaming down his face.
"LET ME IN! I-I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE WITH O-OUT HIM! LET ME IN NOW!"
"Get out of here Jewel. You know the rules"
"We're just following the boss's orders. Go suck a homeless man's cock somewhere, cupcake"
"Don't c-call me that! My name i-is Niall! And I-I'm not going anywhere w-without my best m-mate!"
"Well then 'Niall', go away and suck a homeless man's cock like the slut you're meant to be" said one of the bouncers as they bursted into laughter, not caring about the Irish boy's feelings whatsoever.
"S-Shut up....you a-all don't know shit about what I h-had to go t-through.." he sniffed, still whimpering as he sat down on the curve with his hands over his face.
I looked over at him, watching as the defenseless boy whimpers loudly to himself. I look at the others behind me as they stood there clueless, not knowing what to do. I walk over to the Irish blonde, getting down to his level as his looks up at me with tears streaming down his face and a little bit of snot wanting to come down. I pull out a tissue from my pocket, handing it to him as he sniffs.
"You really do care about him, don't you?" I asked, referring to Benz.
"H-He's like a brother to m-me..I care about
h-him so m-much but he's so s-stubborn...that old c-cunt makes him stubborn" he sighs, wiping his nose.
"I k-know that tonight..P-Paul is going t-to treat him l-like garbage, especially since h-he refused to do work t-tonight..I'm worried
h-he'll do something c-cruel to him which was why I-I didn't want Benz to g-go with him...
I-I'm terrified for h-his life"
"How long has this been going on?"
"For about t-three years..fuck I-I just want him to o-open his eyes and realize that he's with the
w-wrong person, that h-he's too good for Paul. A-All Paul does is cheat a-and manipulate him. But he never l-listens, ever.."
I believe what he says about Paul is all true. Benz isn't allowed to have a phone, interact with other people without Paul's consent, and it seems like he has the blonde beauty wrapped around his finger. He's definitely manipulative, verbally abusive.
"I'm sorry, I'm sure everything will be alright. Can you get home by yourself?"
"I l-live pretty far from here. U-Usually Benz would force Paul to give m-me a ride home, but since my shift was supposed to e-end around six in the morning, I'm just stranded here"
"Maybe I can give you a lift?"
We look up to see Zayn standing in front of us as Niall sniffs and looks down. I furrowed my eyebrows confusedly, remembering that his motorcycle had broke down.
"I thought your motorcycle wasn't working"
"Well Hero offered to fix it since he told me he has some experience with bikes"
I look over to see Hero looking at the engine with Louis standing beside him. Oh that's right, Hero use to own a motorcycle and he would ride it to school sometimes. I shrugged, looking over at Niall as he looks up and sadly sighed. He sniffs, standing up as he kept his head down but nods at Zayn.
"Are you sure you're okay?" I asked as Niall slowly nods.
"Y-Yeah for now..lets go"
Zayn takes his hand as they head over to his motorcycle which Hero successfully got it to work. They looked like pretty good match. I look back at the club, the altercation with Benz's boyfriend still fresh in my mind.
"NO JUSTIN! I'M Y-YOUR BEST MATE! DON'T LISTEN TO HIM, H-HE'S NO GOOD FOR YOU! HE'S JUST USING YOU!"
Justin..who is that?
"HARRY! LET'S GO IT'S GETTING LATE!"
I sighed, a dark feeling of guilt overwhelming me as I turn away and headed towards my roommates. I felt as if I shouldn't leave, but what can I do? I'm sure Benz is okay, his boyfriend Paul is by his side now so no one can hurt him. Right?
Boyfriend..why does that title irk me so much?
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Benz POV
"GET IN THERE!"
I shrieked as I thrown over the king sized bed, landing roughly on the mattress as I let out a shaky breath, looking up at my furious boyfriend. He closes our bedroom door, walking over to me as he looks down at me with dark eyes. I could feel my body shaking as I try my best not to look away, knowing it would just piss him off even more. He takes a deep breath, walking to me as he clears his throat intimidatingly.
"So, you made a new little friend? Interesting, isn't it?"
He takes a seat next to me, making my heart pound inside my chest as I slightly scoot over. He unbuttons the first few buttons of his shirt, leaning close to me as I kept my eyes down at my lap. He looks up and down at me, his lips in a thin line.
"May I ask why you would keep such a secret from me?"
"I-I..I d-didn't mean t-"
"LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M TALKING TO YOU!" He grabs my jaw, forcefully turn my head to look at him.
"Why did you keep something so serious from me?! Why are you running around with a scavenger like him?!"
"H-He's not a scavenger Paul, h-honest..I'm
s-sorry for not t-telling you"
"You're sorry? That's all you have to say? And you're actually defending that punk when you don't even know him?! He could be a debaucher for all we know!"
"H-How if he s-saved me from o-one? You didn't even h-hear me calling you since you were with C-Cameron!"
Paul groans, pushing me to the side as he stood up. He runs his finger through his dark hair, turning back to me. I still couldn't control my trembling body, I was too afraid to calm myself down. Paul looks down at me, mugging before shaking his head.
"Here we go again with all your jealous bullshit..You don't know what the world is like. It's a dangerous place, people will try to hurt you just like that drunk creep or that little cunt Harry. You say he's your 'friend', but for all we know, he could be trying to get close to you to break us apart. Did you not realize how close he held you? His arms wrapped around you? He's younger and attractive, he could trick you into breaking out relationship. Do you want that?"
"N-No but-"
"But what?"
"H-He's my friend, Paul. T-That's all he is t-to me, i-it's nothing more.."
"Well then. If that's what you want, your little 'friend', then I suppose you must not love me anymore"
"No, I do! I really do love you, Paul!"
"How? If you're keeping secrets from me, still wanting to have a friendship with Harry? I guess he means more to you than someone like me who has cared for you and loved you more than anyone else has" He said, glancing down at me.
"Do you want to hurt me? Do you want us to fall apart? Because if so, there's nothing more I can do but just leave"
"NO! Please no..don't leave me Paul, please!"
I dropped down on my knees, stopping him from heading out the door with his hand over the doorknob. I crawl over to him, my chest tightening as tears start forming in my eyes. I grabbed onto his pants, looking up helplessly as he looks down back at me. I can't let him leave me, I love him way too much, I don't want him to dump me for Cameron.
"I'm s-sorry..I should've never r-ran you off tonight, you w-were right..Harry doesn't mean anything t-to me, h-he's just a-a stranger okay?..I love you so much, j-just please don't leave me...I-I'll do anything p-please"
"You'll do anything?"
"Yes! A-Anything! Please, I love you p-please..I can do better t-than Cameron.."
He gets down on his knees, cupping my face as he makes me look up at him. I sniffed as he wipes my tears with his thumbs, leaning closer to me as my bottom lip quivers.
"Then prove it to me..I don't want you around Harry ever again, do you understand me? He's just to take you away from me, break us apart. That's not a true friend. I don't want you to see him anymore, am I clear?"
I sniffed, tucking in my lips as I silently whimpered. Maybe Paul is right, he always is, Harry probably isn't who he really seems to be. I lay my hands over his, nodding silently to the man I love. Anything for him not to leave me.
"Y-Yes Paul..I p-promise to never s-see Harry again"
"Good boy..I forgive you now, sweetheart. No more tears"
"I love you Paul.."
"I love you more, my special boy"
He pulls me into his chest, letting him cry silently over him as he gently caresses the back of my head. I hold him close, not letting go in fear that he would change his mind just to get up and leave again. Shouldn't this be the other way around? Shouldn't he be apologizing to me for having sex with Cameron or not saving me from getting raped? Oh well.
I don't want him to go, I want him to be here with me. Paul is my soulmate, my everything. I would do anything for this man because I love him so damn much.
Even if it means never seeing Harry again.
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UPDATED! ❤️
So this chapter is pretty intense 😟
I hope Paul didn't piss you guys off too much in this update. I'm the writer and even I got pissed off 😂
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