A month later, I was back at Annabel’s this time behind the bar throwing around bottles and filling drinks like it was nobody’s business. I’d been working here for a while now and to be honest it felt like I’d never left.

The bartenders were great fun and I was lucky we'd got on so quickly. Christi was twenty five and the head bartender, she'd arrived just after I'd left. She was tall with shocking red hair and bright green eyes that made her look almost feline. But despite her harsh bone structure and uptight persona- she was good at her job. I was genuinely in awe of her ability to mix drinks and tell apart four different whiskeys just by a sniff.

Then there was Trish who was twenty two, mother of a gorgeous little four year old girl called Ruby who I'd met quite a few times over the last few weeks. Turned out that Trish's boyfriend had skipped town just under six months ago and had left Trish completely penniless to raise Ruby on her own. Of course Darren had given them one of his apartments to live in about ten minutes from the bar and just around the corner from a school for Ruby.

Finally there was Helen. Helen was only twenty one and simply loved to party. She was young and a loved by everyone she met. She had a rocking body with massive boobs and a miniscule waist all of which she loved to show off in sequins, fur and leather. The rest of us took the piss out of her constantly seeing as the guys she met either were too stunned by her presence to actually order or just stammered incoherently but even though she pretended otherwise... she loved every second of it.

After a week back at the job, I’d moved back in to the apartment above the bar as the amount I spent on transport was getting ridiculous. Nick didn’t take it well. I remembered that he’d pouted at me and said that he’d just got used to a girl sleeping in his bed again. I smiled at the memory and poured five shots of Russian Vodka for a group of girls one of who’s 21st birthday it was.

I hadn’t seen Harry since the morning I’d left him in a towel and to be honest, I kind of missed him. Well I missed his super-fit body that rippled with muscles.... those green eyes that had been captivated by my ass when I'd got out of Nick's bed...those shiny brown curls that had dripped water down onto his chest...

‘Well look at what we’ve got here…’ I heard a voice behind me call.

I turned around to see the one and only Mr Harry Styles. His cocky smirk immediately killed off my clearly delusional longing to see him. But still, his floppy brown hair, staggeringly beautiful green eyes, totally ovary-exploding bone structure was so fucking hot…

‘Hello again, Blondie.’ his voice was slightly husky as he leant forward over the bar.

I bet he would be so big… STOP IT ALLIE!! He's an asshole!!

‘Do I know you?’ I lied leaning back on one hip to give him the once over.

I watched him deflate as his mates around him started laughing at his blushing cheeks.

‘Very funny, Allie.’

‘I’m sorry you must be mistaken…’ I smirked, ‘My name’s…’

‘Allie!’ Trish said loudly over the booming music and the chattering voices around me. ‘I just got a call from the babysitter saying that Ruby’s got a temperature. I have to get back! Could you cover my shift?’

‘Yes. Go right now!’ I answered immediately.

‘Are you sure? It’s a Friday night!’ She argued.

‘Absolutely! Don’t worry, I’ve got Christi and Helen. Between us we’ll be fine! ’ I said, I saw her hesitate and pushed her jokingly. ‘Go! And give her a get well kiss from me!’

‘Thank you so much, Al.’ She said grabbing her coat and rushing out of the bar. 'Tell Darren I'm sorry!'

I turned around to see Harry smirking, I raised an eyebrow. ‘What are you snickering at, boy-band?’

‘I’m sorry, do I know you?’ He repeated my rebuff expertly copying my arms crossing and leaning back.

‘Ha Ha! Totally fucking hilarious!’ I sneered sarcastically.

‘What can I say? I learnt from the best.’ He said grinning.

‘Look Harry, either order a drink or get the fuck out of my face.’ I bitched, handing another customer a rum and coke. ‘So what do you want?’

‘Surprise me, love.’ He said flirtingly.

‘Ok, so you’re good with water…’ I said as I rolled my eyes, turning to his mates. ‘How about you lot?’

‘I’ll take a beer.’ One of them said.

‘Me too.’

‘Make that four beers.’ One with a blonde streak in the front of his hair summed up after asking the others. ‘Seven shots of tequila and what do you girls want?’

The blonde girl next to him pushed Harry out of the way, ‘Well! I want Harry to give this poor girl some personal space! And then for a drink, I’d kill for a Malibu and coke please, hon. Soph?’

‘Ooo, I’ll have the same.’ The one called Soph answered sitting down on the stool next to the blonde.

‘You too are so boring! Perrie, you should know better!’ The third girl said giggling and sitting on the blonde’s lap. ‘I will take Cosmopolitan!’

‘Eleanor! That is possibly the greatest call in the world!’ Soph praised her. I laughed at the girls and saw the boys shaking their heads at them in amusement.

‘So am I cancelling the Malibu and cokes?’ I asked the group.

‘Absolutely not!’ The blonde (Perrie?) exclaimed. ‘We will take three Malibu and coke and three cosmos!’

‘Alright, I’ll be right back.’ I turned away from them. I scanned the shelves and grabbed the bottle of Malibu. ‘Christi? Can you rustle up three cosmos for me, please?’

Christi nodded immediately; making the drinks with her left hand whilst she wrote down another order with her right. I followed her lead and mixed the Malibu and coca cola together in a shaker with my left hand whilst de-capping beer bottles with my right.

‘Allie, can you make four bourbons and four tequila shots please?’ I heard Helen call from the other side of the bar.

‘I’ve got the bourbons.’ Christi offered.

‘Tequila?’ I called back. She threw it behind her and I quickly flipped off the last bottle top before catching the tequila bottle. I pulled seven small shot glasses from the shelves and three larger glasses for the Malibu and Cokes onto a circular tray.

Still shaking the girls’ drinks in one hand and holding a bottle of tequila under my arm, I balanced the tray on my hand and walked back over to Harry’s group. I lined up the shot glasses and the three regular glasses before undoing the shaker and turning it and the tequila bottle over. I started down the line filling up the different glasses before chucking the shaker into the sink and grabbing four more shot glasses from the cabinet for Helen.

‘Thanks, Allie.’ Perrie grinned immediately taking her M&C.

‘The other drinks are on their way.’ I replied ignoring Harry as he tried to catch my attention.

I filled the four shots and walked over to Christi who handed me a tray of Cosmos and placed the bourbons on my tray handing it across to Helen who took it gratefully. I hurried back over to Perrie and the girls and gave them the cosmos.

‘I think you’re missing one.’ Harry called to me looking slightly more pissed off now.

‘Oh, yes sorry about that!’ I grabbed a glass and filled it with tap water. ‘There you go, sir, have a good night.’

‘And you said I was immature!’ He said scrunching up his face in irritation.

‘Is that everything?’ I asked the girls ignoring Harry completely.

‘Yes that’s great thank you, Allie.’ One of the boys said giving me a hundred bucks. ‘Keep the change.’

‘Thank you very much…’ I said slightly shocked at the tip but taking it nevertheless.

Hours droned on and as usual, working got more and more difficult as customers got drunker. I found that despite my years of experience with drunk men; I still found it difficult to distinguish their slurring for actual drink orders and I still had to restrain myself from rolling my eyes at each one that stared at my ass. As much as I wished I could kick them out, I refused to be the reason that Darren lost even more business. I hurried between tables grabbing empty glasses and taking new orders as the clock neared two o’clock.

‘Hey, sexy!’ I heard a bloke call to me as I passed his table clearly requiring my attention for another order. But before I could turn around, he slapped my ass so hard it made the tray of glasses slip from my grip to fall onto the floor.

I spun around to face a table of four overweight 50 year old men who I’d noticed had been jeering obnoxiously at me earlier. ‘Can I help you?’

‘Oh baby, I can think we can help each other…’ He smirked, standing up to show his height which was slightly terrifying as he was a hell of a lot taller than me.

I swallowed my fear and scoffed before turning away from the disgusting greasy man. But my triumph was short-lived as he immediately grabbed my wrist gripping my skin painfully.

‘Let go of me.’ I ordered but my voice wobbled slightly. The guys at his table laughed at me and egged their mate on.

‘I don’t think so…’ He pulled my squirming body to his, moving his hands over my back and bum. ‘I think we should stay here and get to know each other…’

I began to panic and fought harder against him moving my head frantically searching for Darren, Helen or Christi for help at the bar but they were swamped with customers and I was in a dark corner of the VIP area. I flipped my head to the side trying to get away from the man lips which he buried between my breasts. I tried to hit him over the head with my fists but he just pushed them against the wall above my head holding them both tightly with one hand whilst his other pushed between my legs despite my kicking and fighting against him. I felt a tear slip from my eyes as the music drowned out my screams and the laughing of his friends attacked my ears making me panic even more.

Suddenly, the man’s body was ripped from mine and I collapsed onto the floor. I saw someone punching the guy across the jaw again and again before lifting him up by the throat and slamming him against the wall. Harry.

A bloke gently helped me to my feet but I violently pulled my arm out of his and cowered against the wall still absolutely panicked.

He held his arms up in surrender and kindly murmured to me, ‘It’s alright! My name’s Niall… I’m not going to hurt you! I just want to get you away from those guys and out of this glass. Is that ok?’

I looked at him apprehensively and realised that I vaguely recognised him to be one of Harry’s friends from earlier. I finally nodded at him and let him gingerly wrap an arm around my waist supporting me as I moved out of the area. I passed Kyle and Tom, two security guards, who were pegging it past me to the VIP area to pull apart the fight. Gently, he sat me down on one of the steps and kept stroking my back reassuringly.

I turned over my shoulder to see Kyle shouting at the group of blokes at the table whilst Gary and three of Harry’s friends were trying to restrain Harry who was shouting profanities at my attacker. I couldn’t see him through the crowd but I saw some blood on the floor around him.

‘You fucking touch her again and I’ll rip your fucking throat out you piece of shit! DO YOU FUCKING HEAR ME YOU PRICK??!’ I heard Harry roar over the music as he fought against his friends. He accidently elbowed one of his mates in the face and I saw him spit out blood from his mouth but still held onto a flailing Harry.

I swallowed the bile building up in my throat and pulled my shaking body from the floor before staggering over to him ignoring Niall’s protests. I instantly threw myself into Harry’s chest, wrapping my arms securely around his waist and burying my face in his shoulder.

‘That's enough… Stop... Please…’ I croaked quietly against his skin.

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