Don't Punk With My Heart (Punk Harry)
Chapter 5
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Claire screamed at the top of her voice, in no doubt that she’d be murdered brutally by this psycho killer. The man cussed under his breath and stifled her screams by covering her mouth up with his palm. Claire screamed even louder against his palms as he wrapped her body with his other hand to stop her from struggling. She knew it was no use screaming and fighting now that her fate was sealed. Her entire life began flashing infront of her eyes and her screams turned to loud, stifled sobs.
“Calm the fuck down!” She heard the voice order her but she wept even louder. She tried to get away from him but he only tightened his grip around her waist. He turned her around and began pushing her against the opposite wall while she tried to slip out of his grasp in vain. Once he had her against the wall, he put all his body weight on her to keep her there and took out something Claire couldn’t see. However, she soon found out what it was when she felt a sharp cold object lightly touching her throat. Her cries instantly ceased and she tried to beg the man to put the dagger away but her words came out muffled.
“Now, listen up! You make one more noise and I’ll slit your throat and bleed you dry. Is that understood?”
Claire nodded her head and the boy removed his hand from her mouth but kept the dagger against her throat. She sniffed away her tears, since she couldn’t use her hand to wipe them away.
“Wh- what do you want from me?” Claire asked shakily, praying someone would turn up miraculously and save her.
The man remained silent; only his breathing could be heard getting heavier. Claire waited for him to say something but he gave her no response. Just as she was about to open her mouth to ask him again, she felt him lean further towards her. She tried to look at what he was doing in the dark but was surprised when she felt his hot breath against her cheek. She stiffened instantly and realized that he was drunk from his breath.
Claire felt his lips against her ear and a shiver ran through her body when he started speaking slowly. His voice was like molten chocolate; the timbre made her skin break out in goose bumps. His cologne was also intoxicating, driving her senses over the edge.
“You should know better than to be out in the dark like this. Are you new here?”
Claire nodded her head, biting down on her lips at how sexy and deep this man’s voice was. She noticed that he had to lean down to her height to whisper in her ear and for some reason it turned her on even more. She knew it was extremely stupid to have such a reaction from a stranger who still had a dagger held against her throat but her brain wasn’t functioning properly and she was having difficulty breathing at their close proximity, making her feel dizzy from the lack of oxygen. Plus, the sexy fragrance of his cologne was driving her insane and she knew it’d be stamped in her mind forever.
“Y- yes. I just moved.” She heard a voice answer, only to realize that it was her.
“Figures. Do you know who I am?” He asked, his lips wandering to her jaw in a slight caress, making her gasp.
She shook her head lightly, knowing he’d understand her answer because of their nearness.
“I run this town.”
“You’re the mayor?” Claire asked, unable to understand what he meant by ‘running’ the town. She heard him give her a throaty chuckle, making her bite down on her lips at how sexy it sounded.
“Mayor? You Americans are funny.” His words drew a frown on Claire’s forehead and she realized how dumb she must’ve sounded. What kind of mayor in the world would hang around in an alleyway with a dagger?
“Th- then who are you?” Claire’s voice came out shaky when she felt his hand go under her shirt. She was getting molested by this sexy stranger and instead of pushing him away or screaming, she was letting him. It’s the dagger that’s stopping me, Claire convinced her clouded brain.
“You’ll know soon enough.” He whispered, his hot breath brushing against her lips. She gasped when she felt his hands travel underneath her bra, tracing out her rib-cage. She licked her lips and was leaning towards him when she felt him withdraw along with his dagger, leaving her mortified.
“Get going before I change my mind! I’m not always so charitable.” His voice had turned stern and cold, making Claire feel a little alarmed. She noticed that the rain had turned into a light drizzle now. She looked at the deserted streets, tried to look around for the stranger and when she found only darkness, she sprinted as fast as she could towards Lucy’s house.
Claire thumped on the door insistently and buzzed the doorbell multiple times, looking back every now and then to see if anyone was following her. He had said that he wasn’t always charitable and had said that he might change his mind, right? So what if he realized he really wanted to kill her after all and chased her all the way back to Lucy’s house? The thought made her shiver and she began banging on the front door.
“I’M COMING!” She heard Lucy shout and stopped panicking for a few minutes. As soon as she saw the door open slightly, she barged in and locked the door herself.
“Whoa! What the fuck happened to you?”
She flinched at the way Lucy asked her that but thought better not to comment. After all, she was the one who had barged into her house like a mad woman.
“S- someone’s. Chasing. M- me!” She answered between breaths, bending down a little to catch her breath.
“Who?” Lucy asked and followed that up by opening the front door to check.
Claire literally pushed Lucy away and locked the door shut, looking at her friend as if she was out of her mind.
“WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK, C?” Lucy asked, rubbing at the spot where she had bumped into the wall when Claire had pushed her away.
“I’m so sorry, Luce! I- I didn’t mean for you to get hurt. I j-just got scared that he’d get in.”
“Who is this he who is following you around?”
“I don’t know him. But he was in the alley when I hid there and-“
“Hold the fuck up!” Lucy grabbed her arm tightly, hurting her a little and Lucy’s eyes had widened to the size of saucers. “What do you mean hid in the alleyway? Why the fuck would you even go there?”
“It was raining like crazy, so I thought-“
“SO YOU THOUGHT YOU’D TAKE SHELTER IN THE ALLEY? DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW DANGEROUS THAT IS, C? ARE YOU HURT? DID HE HURT YOU?”
“N- no.” Claire stammered out as her eyes began watering when she realized that she had had a dagger held against her throat. The entire situation was taking a toll now that she had had time to think it through and she began weeping like a child. Lucy’s face softened from shock to sympathy as she watched Claire’s condition. She pulled Claire into a tight hug, and rubbed her back to console her.
“I’m so sorry, C. I should’ve warned you about this before. Please calm down?”
Claire continued weeping, holding Lucy for dear life. Why did she even come to this town? It had been a mistake.
“Look, I’ll make up for this. Okay? We’ll go out and forget about all this. Alright?”
“I- I don’t want to g- go out anymore, L- Luce.” Claire stammered out, her tears beginning to come to a halt as she let her best friend go.
“Hey! Relax, C. We’ll take my car to the party so if anyone tries to follow you, we can trample him over!” Lucy chuckled and saw Claire smile a little.
“I don’t know, Luce. It’s already 8 and we have school tomorrow.”
“We’ll be home by 11, I promise, C!”
“I don’t know. I mean, my mom doesn’t know about this.”
“She doesn’t have to. It’ll be our little secret.” Lucy gave her a wink, making her feel slightly better.
“What about your parents?”
“Do you see them around anywhere?” Claire noticed for the first time that the house looked empty other than her and Lucy’s presence there.
“C’mon, C! It’ll be fun. Plus, it’ll help keep your mind off of everything. Live a little. You’ve been a goody two shoe for way too long”
Claire bit down on her lip, giving it a thought. If she got caught her mom would kill her and her dad would definitely disown her.
“I don’t even have anything to wear.”
“You’ll wear my clothes! Look, if you don’t wanna go, I’ll understand. But I’ll go either way. So, unless you want to stay at home all alone with a random stalker guy following you around, I suggest you come with me!”
Claire gulped when she thought of it like that.
“So, can I borrow something to wear.” She asked, making Lucy squeal and clap in excitement like a two-year old.
“This is so exciting! And you’ll literally die when you find out where the party is, C!” Lucy added, wriggling her eye-brows and making Claire chuckle.
“Why? Where is it?” Claire followed her best friend to her bedroom upstairs as Lucy turned to reply.
“It’s at Zayn’s place. You know the one who asked you out this morning?”
Claire screamed at the top of her voice, in no doubt that she’d be murdered brutally by this psycho killer. The man cussed under his breath and stifled her screams by covering her mouth up with his palm. Claire screamed even louder against his palms as he wrapped her body with his other hand to stop her from struggling. She knew it was no use screaming and fighting now that her fate was sealed. Her entire life began flashing infront of her eyes and her screams turned to loud, stifled sobs.
“Calm the fuck down!” She heard the voice order her but she wept even louder. She tried to get away from him but he only tightened his grip around her waist. He turned her around and began pushing her against the opposite wall while she tried to slip out of his grasp in vain. Once he had her against the wall, he put all his body weight on her to keep her there and took out something Claire couldn’t see. However, she soon found out what it was when she felt a sharp cold object lightly touching her throat. Her cries instantly ceased and she tried to beg the man to put the dagger away but her words came out muffled.
“Now, listen up! You make one more noise and I’ll slit your throat and bleed you dry. Is that understood?”
Claire nodded her head and the boy removed his hand from her mouth but kept the dagger against her throat. She sniffed away her tears, since she couldn’t use her hand to wipe them away.
“Wh- what do you want from me?” Claire asked shakily, praying someone would turn up miraculously and save her.
The man remained silent; only his breathing could be heard getting heavier. Claire waited for him to say something but he gave her no response. Just as she was about to open her mouth to ask him again, she felt him lean further towards her. She tried to look at what he was doing in the dark but was surprised when she felt his hot breath against her cheek. She stiffened instantly and realized that he was drunk from his breath.
Claire felt his lips against her ear and a shiver ran through her body when he started speaking slowly. His voice was like molten chocolate; the timbre made her skin break out in goose bumps. His cologne was also intoxicating, driving her senses over the edge.
“You should know better than to be out in the dark like this. Are you new here?”
Claire nodded her head, biting down on her lips at how sexy and deep this man’s voice was. She noticed that he had to lean down to her height to whisper in her ear and for some reason it turned her on even more. She knew it was extremely stupid to have such a reaction from a stranger who still had a dagger held against her throat but her brain wasn’t functioning properly and she was having difficulty breathing at their close proximity, making her feel dizzy from the lack of oxygen. Plus, the sexy fragrance of his cologne was driving her insane and she knew it’d be stamped in her mind forever.
“Y- yes. I just moved.” She heard a voice answer, only to realize that it was her.
“Figures. Do you know who I am?” He asked, his lips wandering to her jaw in a slight caress, making her gasp.
She shook her head lightly, knowing he’d understand her answer because of their nearness.
“I run this town.”
“You’re the mayor?” Claire asked, unable to understand what he meant by ‘running’ the town. She heard him give her a throaty chuckle, making her bite down on her lips at how sexy it sounded.
“Mayor? You Americans are funny.” His words drew a frown on Claire’s forehead and she realized how dumb she must’ve sounded. What kind of mayor in the world would hang around in an alleyway with a dagger?
“Th- then who are you?” Claire’s voice came out shaky when she felt his hand go under her shirt. She was getting molested by this sexy stranger and instead of pushing him away or screaming, she was letting him. It’s the dagger that’s stopping me, Claire convinced her clouded brain.
“You’ll know soon enough.” He whispered, his hot breath brushing against her lips. She gasped when she felt his hands travel underneath her bra, tracing out her rib-cage. She licked her lips and was leaning towards him when she felt him withdraw along with his dagger, leaving her mortified.
“Get going before I change my mind! I’m not always so charitable.” His voice had turned stern and cold, making Claire feel a little alarmed. She noticed that the rain had turned into a light drizzle now. She looked at the deserted streets, tried to look around for the stranger and when she found only darkness, she sprinted as fast as she could towards Lucy’s house.
Claire thumped on the door insistently and buzzed the doorbell multiple times, looking back every now and then to see if anyone was following her. He had said that he wasn’t always charitable and had said that he might change his mind, right? So what if he realized he really wanted to kill her after all and chased her all the way back to Lucy’s house? The thought made her shiver and she began banging on the front door.
“I’M COMING!” She heard Lucy shout and stopped panicking for a few minutes. As soon as she saw the door open slightly, she barged in and locked the door herself.
“Whoa! What the fuck happened to you?”
She flinched at the way Lucy asked her that but thought better not to comment. After all, she was the one who had barged into her house like a mad woman.
“S- someone’s. Chasing. M- me!” She answered between breaths, bending down a little to catch her breath.
“Who?” Lucy asked and followed that up by opening the front door to check.
Claire literally pushed Lucy away and locked the door shut, looking at her friend as if she was out of her mind.
“WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK, C?” Lucy asked, rubbing at the spot where she had bumped into the wall when Claire had pushed her away.
“I’m so sorry, Luce! I- I didn’t mean for you to get hurt. I j-just got scared that he’d get in.”
“Who is this he who is following you around?”
“I don’t know him. But he was in the alley when I hid there and-“
“Hold the fuck up!” Lucy grabbed her arm tightly, hurting her a little and Lucy’s eyes had widened to the size of saucers. “What do you mean hid in the alleyway? Why the fuck would you even go there?”
“It was raining like crazy, so I thought-“
“SO YOU THOUGHT YOU’D TAKE SHELTER IN THE ALLEY? DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW DANGEROUS THAT IS, C? ARE YOU HURT? DID HE HURT YOU?”
“N- no.” Claire stammered out as her eyes began watering when she realized that she had had a dagger held against her throat. The entire situation was taking a toll now that she had had time to think it through and she began weeping like a child. Lucy’s face softened from shock to sympathy as she watched Claire’s condition. She pulled Claire into a tight hug, and rubbed her back to console her.
“I’m so sorry, C. I should’ve warned you about this before. Please calm down?”
Claire continued weeping, holding Lucy for dear life. Why did she even come to this town? It had been a mistake.
“Look, I’ll make up for this. Okay? We’ll go out and forget about all this. Alright?”
“I- I don’t want to g- go out anymore, L- Luce.” Claire stammered out, her tears beginning to come to a halt as she let her best friend go.
“Hey! Relax, C. We’ll take my car to the party so if anyone tries to follow you, we can trample him over!” Lucy chuckled and saw Claire smile a little.
“I don’t know, Luce. It’s already 8 and we have school tomorrow.”
“We’ll be home by 11, I promise, C!”
“I don’t know. I mean, my mom doesn’t know about this.”
“She doesn’t have to. It’ll be our little secret.” Lucy gave her a wink, making her feel slightly better.
“What about your parents?”
“Do you see them around anywhere?” Claire noticed for the first time that the house looked empty other than her and Lucy’s presence there.
“C’mon, C! It’ll be fun. Plus, it’ll help keep your mind off of everything. Live a little. You’ve been a goody two shoe for way too long”
Claire bit down on her lip, giving it a thought. If she got caught her mom would kill her and her dad would definitely disown her.
“I don’t even have anything to wear.”
“You’ll wear my clothes! Look, if you don’t wanna go, I’ll understand. But I’ll go either way. So, unless you want to stay at home all alone with a random stalker guy following you around, I suggest you come with me!”
Claire gulped when she thought of it like that.
“So, can I borrow something to wear.” She asked, making Lucy squeal and clap in excitement like a two-year old.
“This is so exciting! And you’ll literally die when you find out where the party is, C!” Lucy added, wriggling her eye-brows and making Claire chuckle.
“Why? Where is it?” Claire followed her best friend to her bedroom upstairs as Lucy turned to reply.
“It’s at Zayn’s place. You know the one who asked you out this morning?”
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9/3/14