So the comment of the chapter goes to.... @hazza_boobear_forever with her comment:

"Damn Scott she's in a gang bar and u mention a cop *facepalm*"

I loved your comment it was really funny! If you want to have the comment of the chapter next comment something funny or idk just something amusing. Anyway enjoy this extra long chapter :)

HARRYS POV

I sat in bed waiting for Belle to get out of the bathroom so I could go in and pee. She's taking forever. She's also been super closed off since we had our argument but my mind can't help but wander to us at the bar earlier. What if Scott was right and she was a cop? Belle, the cop. Sounds sexy. But I can't have a cop in the gang. What if she's investigating? What if she found out what happened? Surely I and many other people would go to jail for the rest of our lives or even be executed on the spot. I just have to not let her know about my past until I figure out what's going on. And I mean, not letting her know won't be too hard, only Niall, Zayn, Liam, and Louis actually know anyways.

Finally she came out of the bathroom and I gasp in surprise. She's wearing a tight navy blue glittery dress that falls down to just above mid-thigh. Her dark navy blue sparkly eye makeup matches and looks nice with her red lips and red heels. Her hair is curled down to just under her large breasts that I didn't even know existed. The only thing conservative about this outfit are the long glittery sleeves on the dress. I glance at the clock and see that it's nine-thirty. Why would she be all dressed up at nine-thirty? Honestly as much as her outfit ticks me off I can't help my eyes gaze at her beautiful curves

"What the fuck is going on?" I ask.

"Well incase you don't remember, I have a date with Jerry tonight and you couldn't come up with anything that would make me want to stay so I'm going" she replies in a sassy tone. This fucking girl will be the death of me.

"You're not going anywhere"

"Yes I am Harry, you can't tell me what to do"

"Yes I can, you're mine"

"No Harry, I'm not anyone's, especially not yours. You don't own me so stop trying to treat me like a piece of property"

"Just stay"

"No, I'm sick and tired of this room that I've spent way too much time in and it's time to go have some fun"

I just roll my eyes. No way in hell she's going anywhere.

"Where'd you get that dress?" I stare at her gorgeous body again.

"Hey pig, my eyes are up here, and I got it from Perrie."

She's definitely getting sassier. "What are you and Scott gonna do tonight?"

"That's for me to know."

"Just fucking tell me!"

"No." her phone vibrates and she looks down at it.

"Well that's my cue." she picks up a small glittery purse and puts her phone in it.

"Please, don't go!" I beg and stand up.

"No Harry, I need to let go tonight" she says and I know I won't get her to stay. She turns on her heel and walks out the door when I don't respond.

I sit there a little awestruck when there's a knock on my door. I knew she'd come back. I quickly open the door and a frown overtakes my face when Chase, a guy that scares people almost as much as I do, but not quite is standing in front of me.

"Hey man" he says

"What do you want chase?" I say. I honestly don't like being near him. I get a sick feeling every time I'm around him that he wants to take over the gang.

"Someone's got a temper today. Did someone wake up on the wrong side of the bed?" He mocks in a baby voice and flashes a sickly smile.

"No I slept great" I defend honestly.

"Oh right, you slept with that new girl last night. How was she?" The smile never leaves his face.

"We didn't sleep together" I say

"Ohhhh. Mr. Macho styles, the guy that every girl wants, can't get some prissy little girl? Well if you can't I might as well swoop in and take a shot at her" I know if I don't make up some lie he'll spread a rumor around everywhere.

"No I didn't sleep with her because she's too bitchy and clingy and wants to be boyfriend and girlfriend. I don't want some stupid sex if it means a relationship. You should probably stay away from her too" I say. I don't want him anywhere near her, I just know he'll do something stupid to ruin her life

He eyes me suspiciously "I'll keep an eye on her, but I won't make a move...yet"

I try not to let the relief flooding trough me show. "So what's the real reason you came here?"

"Louis and some of the other boys are going to the bar down the street. Wanna come?"

"Uhhh I don't know if I should. I got a lot of work to do"

I really don't wanna go.

"Don't be a pussy Harry, just come"

I can tell he's not asking anymore.

"Alright, just for a little bit"

I don't mention this but I want to be here when Belle gets back.

"Great" he smiles again.

"Let me change I'll be out in a second" I say and close the door.

I shrug on some black jeans and a white v-neck t shirt. I grab my phone and put on my leather jacket before shoving my feet into my black shoes and opening the door. When I step out of my room chase is leaning against the wall on his phone.

"Let's get this over with" I mumble

"Awww come on Harry. You'll have fun, and if you're up for it, you can get a bitch to take home."
When he says this I'm surprised. I haven't even thought of sleeping with anyone since Belle got here except for Whitney. Maybe I do need a distraction. If she can go out and do whatever she wants than I can too.

"Let's go" I say and we start our walk to his car

BELLES POV:

"Please don't go" Harry begs. I almost want to stay but I have to go

"No Harry, I need to let go tonight" I know that's a shitty excuse but that's the first thing that came to my mind.

When he doesn't respond I'm surprised. I thought he would've at least argued for me to stay a little more. I'm sort of sad he didn't. No I'm not. I don't care what he thinks or if he wants me to stay. That's not his decision to make. I'm just glad he didn't catch my lie. I'm not really going out with 'Jerry'. I'm going to a club with Perrie and Zayn to try and get some information on Niall who I've barely talked to so far. Maybe he knows something about the room that Jerry, my boss, told me to find or about their special 'business'

I turn on my heel and walk out of the door. I maneuver my way out of the building and into the parking lot, passing a boy with many tattoos and piercings and black hair that's messily put into a quiff. His big brown eyes glance at me up and down when I walk by. I think I heard someone call him Chase. I spot Zayns car and head towards it. As I get close Perrie rolls down the passenger side window. Her face is covered in white makeup with black contouring it to make her look like a skeleton. Her short blonde hair is teased and put into a messy bun and it looks really good with the makeup. Her little black dress falls just above mid-thigh like mine and she has black heels and a black skull necklace to match

"You look hot" she comments

"You too. But what's with all the makeup?" I ask

"Well it's the weekend before Halloween incase you forgot so of course I have skeleton makeup on"

I'm so dumb why didn't I think of that!?! The place we're going to probably has some Halloween thing going on "Oh I forgot I don't have anything"

She rolls her eyes "don't worry, I've got something. Smile"

"What?"

"Smile"

"Ok..." I smile and she pulls a package out of her purse. She opens it and two fake pointy teeth tumble out. She applies a little of the glue that came with it and presses it to my teeth. I stop smiling and the two vampire teeth feel weird when I run my tongue over it. Then she takes out a red lipstick and runs it down the side of my mouth to look like blood. Then she reaches her hands out of the window and starts to tear some rips all over the dress

"Hey!" I protest

"Relax it's my dress" she rolls her eyes yet again. She is so sassy. Finally she rips one last tear.

"Done! You're a sexy vampire! Now get in!" She says and I open the door to the back seat and step inside.

Zayn has on some grey pointy ears and grey and white makeup around his face and neck that looks like fur. He also went the extra mile and wore yellow contacts. I'm guessing he's a werewolf.

"So where are we going?" I ask Perrie.

"Déjà Vu"

"The hottest new club in town!?! We're going to half to wait in line forever to get in!!" I practically yell. Déjà Vu has been open for like a day and they plan to get in there?

"Relax! We know the bouncer. Let's say he's a...person who owes us something...a friend even. He'll let us in no problem. He has to do what we say" Zayn says. His words scare me. What have they done to this poor bouncer?

"Oh, ok" I say nervously

"Don't worry about it" Zayn says and I have a feeling this gang is in deeper stuff then they let on. Perrie just gazes out the window in thought.

"We're almost there" Zayn says. Perrie turns to look out the windshield. There's many sports cars that I would only dream of touching. I like Zayn's 1969 Mustang although it could use some electrical work...and a vacuum.

"I'm excited" Perrie squeals and Zayn grabs her hand. He really looks at her like she's his world, like he loves her. How sweet. Even though Perrie has based their relationship off of a lie.

We pull into a parking spot around the back of the club and get out. It's super hard to walk in these super tall red heels, although the straps that run through the shoe help. Perrie has to rebalance me several times before I finally get the hang of it, but by that time we're already at the entrance. I look back at the angry people waiting in line as Zayn talks to the bouncer. This is all so exciting. The man nods at Zayn and unhooks the red velvet barrier. We walk through and I can't get the stupid excited grin off of my face. The atmosphere is kind of like my dream with my dad. Foggy and smokey yet neon lights slice through it with loud bass pounding music. It's hot and sticky in here and drunk people crowd the dance floor. Waitresses wearing various slutty animal costumes walk around and hand out drinks to people on the dance floor. All in all, this place looks fun.

"Let's go to our booth" Zayn yells over the music and grabs Perrie's hand. I follow them through the crowd to the back lined with booths. The booths are red velvet and each individual booth is shaped like a half circle. Liam and Niall are already sitting there with two random girls. Luckily, the music isn't as loud here and we don't have to yell to speak.

"Sup" Zayn greets Niall and Liam

"Hey man" the both retort back.

Liam gets up and hugs me.

"I'm so sorry. I should've done something to prevent you from staying with him. I'm so sorry" he whispers in my ear when he embraces me. I instantly know who he's talking about and I have the urge to defend Harry

"He's not so bad you know. He's actually been very respectful" I snap at Liam

"Ok ok, you don't have to get so defensive"

"I just don't like when people slam on other people and they're not here to defend themselves"

"Well you should know he doesn't feel the same way" when he says this I know Harry's been talking about me behind my back. I can't help the involuntary pain that courses through me when I think about him saying nasty things about me behind my back. I thought he was above that

"Well I believe what I believe and if he doesn't believe the same thing, that's his problem, not mine"

"I'm sorry for bringing this up"

"You should be" I snap. Then I take a deep breath and look at Liam. I can see the hurt spread across his face and I run a frustrated had through my hair

"No I'm sorry. It's been a long weekend and I just need a drink" I say truthfully. This job is already proving to be too much for me to handle. I don't like toying with people's emotions and lying to their faces.

"Well sit down and order up!" Liam says and I know his happy, carefree personality is back. Thank god. I would've hate to see him upset the whole night. I slide in the booth, next to Niall and Liam slides in next to me with Perrie and zayn on his tail.

"So what's your costume?" I question.

"Same as Zayn. We decided to go as a pack of werewolves, Niall included" I see it now. He's got grey on wolf ears that match Zayn's and grey and white makeup all over his face, even the yellow eyes

"Cool. I'm a last minute vampire" i giggle and so does he.

"Well that's all you need to look gorgeous" my stomach does a one-handed cartwheel when he
says this.

Just then a waitress dressed like a slutty cheetah walks up and puts down waters for all of us "any drinks I can get you guys?"

I give a worried look to Perrie. All I drink is beer but I have a feeling everyone will be ordering vodka so I don't want to be the odd one out

She just rolls her eyes for like the thousandth time tonight "She and I will both have ginatonics" Perrie gestures to me

"I'll have a margarita" one of the girls says.

"Bloody Mary for me" the other one says after her. They're both dressed as cats and I'm pretty sure they're twin sisters.

"I'll have a cherry vodka sour" Niall says and Liam and Zayn both order vodka on the rocks.
The waitress leaves and minutes later returns with our drinks. The ginatonic burns my throat when I first gulp it down but each drink gets easier to drink and I can already feel my body relax. Liam seems to be in deep conversation with the twins so I turn to Niall.

"Hey"

"Hey Belle"

"How's it going"

"Just fine. And yourself?"

"Oh I'm good"

This could not be more awkward. The conversation is way too forced

"So uh, Niall, I barely know anything about yourself. Tell me some stuff" I sip my drink yet again and he gulps down his whole drink. Damn.

"Well, my names Niall. But you probably knew that. I play football, or as Americans say it, soccer. I have a brother who lives nearby. I like to eat a lot. I love ice cream. Don't you love ice cream? I love ice cream. I'm a werewolf tonight. I'm single. I'm Irish. I get drunk a lot" Niall continues to ramble on in a drunk trance and I zone out. My mind starts drifting to Harry. I wonder what he's doing. No I don't. I don't care. But what if he's hurt? Then that's his problem. My mental debate continues until something Niall says catches my ears
"I hate how Harry and Liam are fighting again. They always drag me in the middle of it. My favorite color is green, cuz you know, I'm Irish"

"Wait what?" I question

"It's cuz I'm Irish"

"No before that"

"My favorite color is green?"

I fight the urge to strangle him "Something about Harry and Liam?"

"Oh yeah, the tension between them is growing again. I hate it" he makes a sour face.

"Why?"

"Over you of course. Don't act surprised" I can't help but feel shocked

"Wait so they're fighting...again? They've fought over other girls in the past?"

"Well one. They were both terribly in love with her, especially Harry. It got ugly. She stomped all over Harry's heart and Liam was too disgusted by her to even look at her, so they kicked her out"

"What do you mean she stomped all over Harry's heart?"

"She took his heart, and ripped it apart. Hey that rhymed, like a haiku or something" he erupts
into a fit of giggles and I roll my eyes. Someone taps on my shoulder and I turn around to face Liam.

"Wanna go dance?" I can tell the alcohol hasn't affected him as much as Niall. I don't really want to but I need to let go tonight. At least I know something about Harry now. That's a step forward in the right direction so I think I deserve a reward. I nod at Liam and gulp the rest of my drink before sliding out of the booth. I didn't even notice that Zayn and Perrie had left, probably to go dancing. Once Liam and I are out of the booth he grabs my hand and leads me towards the flashing lights and dancing crowd

HARRYS POV

We arrive at the small dive bar that we go to regularly and I already hate this. It's so musky and nasty. It smells like stale beer and cigarettes which just reminds me of the aching pain of me not having one in a day. I know that's sad but I go through about 3 cigarettes a day and just quitting the old fashion way is really hard. I take a seat at the table next to some of Chase's friends and someone instantly slams a beer down in front of me but I don't touch it. Chase pulls out a cigarette and offers another to me

"Nah man, I don't want one" I tell him

"Damn styles, you're getting soft. If I didn't know any better I'd say this chick is doing something to you"

"Who Belle? Nah I'll probably drop her soon enough"

"Good. Then I won't have any competition" Chase jokes and his friends laugh while I tense up

"Relax bro, I'm not going for her yet. Not until she's been...gangified. Even though she looked super sexy when I passed her"

I ignore his cried remark to belle "Huh? What does gangified mean?"

"You know, toughened up. I don't want any relationship shit and I won't touch her until I really see that she can loosen up"

"Yeah good idea"

"You should probably stay away from her too. I can tell Liam has his eye on her too and we don't want another Rebecca situation to happen again. Man that was some deep shit that happened" he laughs and smirks at my pain when I hear her name. I haven't heard that name in two years and I don't want to hear it again. The pain that comes with that memory will haunt me forever. I will never forget her stupid fucking lies and the joy she got out of causing me pain.

"Don't be such a dick" I spit at Chase

"Oh calm down. You know that you'll eventually just fuck Belle and leave her to be one of the
other girls that throws herself at you"

"Yeah probably" when I say this I can't help but feel guilt flow through me for not defending her. I know she'd never do that, she's too good for that. In attempt to stop the guilt I redirect the conversation

"Where are the other boys?"

"Well Louis should be here soon and I don't know where the other boys are" as if on cue, Louis walks through the door and sits next to me

"Hey sorry I'm late, Niall drunk dialed me and went on and on about how cool déjà Vu was and how Liam and Belle are dancing and she's never looked better or some shit like that. I don't really know I wasn't paying attention"

"Wait what?" I ask

"What" Louis asks back

"Belle's with Liam?"

"Yeah, she went with Perrie and Zayn to the new club déjà Vu and apparently met Niall and
Liam there"

"I think I need to go" I stand up and frantically grab my phone and put on my jacket.

"Aww come on Harry, you haven't even touched your drink" Chase tries to persuade me

"No I need to go" his jaw tenses when I say this

"Why the fuck do you get all weird whenever this bitch is mentioned anyway? I mean she's just a hit and run to you right?" This time my jaw tenses

"Chase stop trying to act like you know what's going on when you don't so just sip your beer and mind your own fuckin business" I see Louis crack a smile and Chase stands up and walks over to me.

"What'd you just say?" He shoves me.

"You heard me" I shove him back.

"No one talks to me like that" He threatens.

"You don't scare me Chase. I'm the leader here, not you! And I may speak however the fuck I want to"

He doesn't respond, just punches me. He's able to throw a few punches at me while I'm caught off guard but soon enough I'm on top of him throwing punch after punch. I know I shouldn't be enjoying this but I can't help the adrenaline rush that pumps through my veins when I fight. Louis pulls me off of Chase eventually and Chase just wipes the blood from his nose. Then he smiles at me, showing off his bloody teeth.

"Shit" I say when I realized I just wasted like 10 minutes. Still high from the adrenaline rush, I run back across the street to the apartment parking lot and into my car. I pull the keys out of my pocket and out them in. I zip out of the parking lot and further into town. Finally the déjà Vu sign comes into sight and I park my car. I practically sprint to the front and no one gives me a second look when I push past the bouncer. I stop and take a deep breath. I have to be rational and not impulsive. My knuckles are already bloody and I'm sure my lip is busted and Belle has only been gone for like an hour.

I take a deep breath and weave myself through the sweaty bodies of the crowd. Every girl keeps trying to push themselves onto me but I just shove them away. I'm here for one girl, and one girl only. I'm about to give up when I see her. She's wearing that sexy ass dress, but this time it's ripped all over it, revealing her beautiful milky skin. Her curled hair is up in a ponytail and a thin coat of sweat covers her entire body making her glow. She holds her heels in one hand and puts the other hand over the random guy's hand, which is on her hips. She grinds her hips slowly to the beat of the music against the guy's dick. Part of me is relieved that it's not Liam's but a bigger part of me is angry that it's not mine. The guy looks up and meets my angry glare and immediately tenses. Belle stops dancing and looks confused until she looks up and meets my eyes. Her's widen and she knows she's in trouble now.

Notes

Hey so I finally updated :) Special thanks to my friend Sam for editing and keep an eye out for her because she might be writing a chapter soon! Anyway did you guys see the SOML video? My favorite part is with Zayn and his sister. It's so cute! So uh, I'll update soon and comment to be the comment of the chapter!! Enjoy!

-T