Never Is A Promise

Paul rolled his eyes but nodded. I took a few deep breaths before going into my bag and grabbing a wrap. “Why were you even down there?” Louis asked as I finished wrapping my knee as Harry signed pictures using my back as a table.

“I was trying to get you two to knock off the ‘messing around’.” I said glaring at them both. “Honestly you’re both act like children with this, grow up” I laughed. They smiled and nodded.

“I really am sorry about that MJ.” Harry said. I looked at him, “Both things” He said “This morning and your knee.”

I nodded “Don’t worry I was expecting it at some point, the news papers don’t always lie.” I said making light of the situation, as the other boys laughed as Harry blushed. Louis and Liam shook their heads knowing it was all a façade. I shrugged to them as Harry pulled me into his chest leaning over me to sign the pictures and say hi to the fans that had shown up. A few fans made snide comments under their breath about me, while most were really nice. Then again most knew I was the PR Manager and had a boyfriend, since it was all over the magazines. I popped a few Advil in my mouth as Paul handed me the ice for my knee. My eyes widened as I looked at the ice and turned to smirk at Liam who bit his lip as he realized my plan and nudging Louis. I turned back to Harry taking out an ice cube he was to busy signing the pictures to notice, as I slipped the cube into his shirt. Harry shot straight up his eyes widening as he pulled at his tucked in shirt to get the ice out. He stood up quickly throwing me into Louis’ waiting arms as we all laughed while he tried to get the ice out of his shirt. The ice finally fell on the floor as he glared over at me causing all of us to laugh; even Paul was smirking at the display. I looked out at the crowd noticing that the ones who had seen this were laughing. Harry sat back down glaring sideways at me. I laughed getting up out of Louis’ lap, and giving Harry a hug and a discrete kiss on his neck right below his ear before whispering, “Try to be good.” He smiled nodding as I moved off the stage and back to my place next to Aly putting the ice back on my knee.

“How’s the knee?” Aly asked as I sat down.

“I’ll be fine just bruised, I turned with the kick so he didn’t do any real damage.” I said shrugging.

Aly smiled nodding as she grabbed a wrap out of her bag, always prepared. “Are we still on for that double date dinner tonight?”

“Yeah, I think Darren and Niall finally decided on a place, it took them forever.” I told her as she strapped the ice to my knee.

“I know right, Niall just wanted simple and small.”

“Yeah, I tried to tell Darren that Niall’s pick was perfectly ok, but he wanted big and fancy.” I said shaking my head looking down at the time. “Four hours till they pick us up, and two hours till the Meet N Greet is over.” I said catching Paul’s eye and nodding to him.

I stood up and grabbed my bag pulling out my laptop I walked over to the station with Paul logging on to the server that would set off the video world wide on all the big screens in all major cities, and pop up as the top ad on all web pages and as youtube adds. I smiled at the networking that our team had and how this tour announcement was going to be one of the biggest ever. I flipped the switch behind the boys as a giant screen rose up out of the backdrop behind the boys. I smirked to my self as I heard fans start screaming and getting anxious for what was coming next. I plugged in the final part that I needed. Starting the video as a countdown clock flashed above the boys on the screen, the intro to ‘Stole My Heart’ blasted out into the afternoon the square we were seated in.

The screams increased as they counted down with the clock to zero as the tour announcement started all over the world, the boys faces came on screen as they introduced the global tour before they ran off to give out tickets. I had a clip of each boy handing out his own set of free tickets. I laughed as the second to last screen flashed on ‘The Real World Tour! 2012-2013!
See you soon!’ The fans all cheered. The last screen which was different for every place it was being played ‘Tickets on Sale October 5th! At 11:00. Special ticket offers to come’ I smiled, in two week all those fans would probably end up crashing our ticket website server.

Aly and I sat off to the side playing cards until it was time to head back. Louis and Harry had started talking to each other again and I had done a bit of damage control on twitter about their new leg bruises. ‘Woke up 1D for their meet & greet. & what do I find Harry & Louis playing
"extreme indoor football", they need to get some shin guards. -MJ’

“So MJ,” Liam asked, I turned a bit to see his phone out.

“Yes Liam?” I smiled knowing this was going to be about the boys fight.

“Why did you say they were playing football?”

“Look at Louis’ shins” I countered since Harry and Louis had bruises all over their lower legs.

“Oh shit, what the hell you two?” Liam said hitting both of them in the arm. “Is this how you got kicked Mi-J?” he asked. Harry looked down sheepishly.

“I didn’t notice her crouch down in-between us and I kicked out at Louis but I kicked MJ in the knee instead.” Harry muttered.

I put a hand on his shoulder giving him a light squeeze as he relaxed under the slight touch. “Don’t worry about it, worst case scenario is that you bruised it.” I smiled over at him “Nothing to bad.”

He nodded leaning back into the seat. Staying quiet for the rest of the drive.

I dropped the boys off before heading home to get ready for the Date we had that was planned to start in an hour I sighed this was going to be one awkward date.

The double date was just as awkward as I had thought it would be, I felt so bad for Niall, Darren had been throwing underhanded comments at him all night. “Well you know only gay men dye their hair” and other nasty low ball comments that were aimed to hurt. I felt so guilty I even went to the bathroom and texted Aly, to tell Niall how sorry I was about the comments.

That was all before ordering, when the server came over, Niall and Aly ordered first, on their check; then the server looked at Darren and I, “And for you two?”

“I’ll have the Chicken Alfredo with the spicy potato and sausage soup and a glass of the Chardonnay on the special menu” I said handing her my menu.

“Really MJ that is so many calories,” Darren commented looking me up and down in my seat.
Did my boyfriend just body check me? He turned to the waiter “Make that order a ‘Light’ chicken ceaser with no dressing or parmesan and make the soup a side of celery and carrots, and the wine make it a lemon drop martini” The waiter looked at me where I was staring at Darren my eyes wide, “Hey I’m the one ordering so be the good little service person you are and write down our order.” Darren snarled at the waiter, who reluctantly wrote it down. “As for me I’ll have the tri tip with the cheddar bisque. Drink wise a glass of whiskey a glass of ice and a glass of coke.” He said. As the waiter wrote it down, I looked over at Aly, who looked like she wanted to punch Darren and Niall who was still in shock his mouth open at Darren’s horrible manners.

That was how dinner went, Darren didn’t leave a tip, for the meal, as he commented on how bad his steak was getting up to leave, I slipped Aly a twenty under the table just before Darren pulled me up to leave. She nodded knowing what it was meant for.

Darren drove me back to his place. I really hated this, I sighed knowing that if Simon had known Darren was this bad outside of the office he’d have never set me up with him. I pulled off my shoes and set my bag down, I barely had my coat hung up when I felt Darren’s lips attach to my neck, as his hands gripped my waist, to tightly.


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I felt him pull me threw the house until we got to the bedroom, I suddenly realized what was going to happen, I opened my mouth to say something, feeling frightened by Darren’s rough demeanor, but I couldn’t find the words, my throat was dry and I couldn’t get the words out. I was to scared, so I shook my head frantically as his shirt and jacket were tossed to the floor.

He laughed “Don’t worry MJ, it’ll be fun” I could smell the alcohol on his breath. I gulped as he pulled my dress off, before kicking off his dark designer jeans. I felt the cold air hit my body as he continued to unclothe me.

I felt myself being pushed onto the bed, and I shook my head again still unable to speak, he laughed looking at me with lust fill eyes. Before moving, I opened my mouth my eyes wide as he pushed in, over and over. I closed my eyes waiting for him to finish, he moved his body trying to find a rhythm that would suit him and find the spot only Harry could find. I moved a little myself to try and help him a little, but he pushed me back stopping me from moving with a glare. I stopped moving waiting on him to finish realizing this was not for me this was all him, it had nothing to with me. I was just his tool, one he could use, and overpower, and I had to go with it, it was my job, and after all I’d put Harry through, I deserved this. I had hurt him so much, the man I loved, yeah it hurt to be in this position but it was what I had signed up for and agreed on.


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I rolled out of his bed the next morning a weight sinking in my gut, I felt unstable as I slide into my clothes from the previous night, one arm wrapped around my own waist. It was like my security blanket, my way of holding myself together. I stumbled to my shoes pulling my jacket tight around me I slid on my shoes clutching the rail as I walked down the stairs to his apartment and hailed a cab. I sat down in the back of the cab, I took a deep breath telling the driver the address. Feeling myself coming undone as I spoke, I gulped down air shakily burying the the feeling deep in side pulling the jacket tight around me to hold myself together until I could pull myself together in private.

I stepped into the house the next morning, holding with breakfast for myself Niall and Aly. I was just setting everything on the table when Niall walked into the kitchen with just his boxers. “Ahh!” He yelped as he saw me, I laughed as I looked over at him, “Hey MJ,” He said leaning against the doorframe.

“Hi Niall” I pointed to the coffee and box with his name on it. “Help your self. Aly has one too. I’m just gonna go get dressed.” I called as I walked down to my room pulling off my clothes and changing into baggy sweats, grabbing my diary and a pen throwing myself into my desk chair with my iPod.

As I was about to turn on my iPod I heard Niall start talking with Aly, “MJ home?”

“Yeah she just got in, she brought us breakfast.”

“Oh yeah she went to my favorite place!” I heard Aly squeal.

“Ummhum she was wearing the same clothes as last night.” Niall said.

Shit he knew, “Well she did go home with Darren.” Aly countered.

“I know that, but I still just can’t see how she deals with him. You heard him last night,”

“I heard, but Simon set them up for PR.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, he doesn’t want her dating one of you,” Aly said.

“Why? Her and Harry are perfect together.” Niall said

I could almost see Aly nodding “They are but imagine how much drama that would cause, we already have to deny their relationship every other day. And if they didn’t work out, it could seriously compromise your PR, Simon gave her the Head PR spot with the rule of no dating the boys.” Aly explained. I sighed yep that was the deal, no dating the boys; until Harry knows that I’m Mickole.

Notes

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