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The Fighter (AU/Punk)

Chapter 23

Sages POV
I rush downstairs in my heels, slamming the door shut behind me. Liam leans against his car as I approach.
"You look hot," he states simply as I approach.
"You're not to shabby yourself," I joke. The white v-neck shirt underneath the dark blue blazer makes him look tan. He holds open the door for me and I climb in as gracefully as I can.
"So where are we going that you put khakis on for?" I joke.
"It's a surprise!" He says and laughs.
"Fair warning, I loathe surprises," I admit and look out the window. The sunset is being replaced by the warm darkness of summer nights.
"I think you'll like this one," he says and places his hand between us. I glance at it, clearly he wants me to hold his hand. I occupy myself with the loose curls in my hair, pulling some of them away from my face. After a moment of awkward silence, Liam withdraws his hand and turns on the radio. I listen as a familiar song plays and I immediately change the station.
"Why'd you do that?" Liam asks and glances over at me.
"Not a fan of that song," I lie.
"Huh," he says and focuses on the road.
"So," I say and twirl a strand of hair around my finger.
"So," he says with a chuckle.
"Can I ask you a personal question?" I decide to take a chance, the worst he can do is not answer me.
"Go for it," he says with interest.
"What exactly do you do for Harry? I mean it's clear that you two have your differences yet you still stay friends, why?" I ramble. I see his hands turn white on the steering wheel.
"You don't need to know," he says through gritted teeth.
"Well alright," I mutter and we pull up to a pulsating club.
Of course, a club. It's never dinner or a movie for me anymore. It's always clubs. Between you and me, I can't stand them. The only time I actually enjoy myself is when I'm shit faced and dancing. The rest of the time is just uncomfortable.
A man opens my door for me and takes Liam's keys. So I guess it's a classy establishment but still, a clubs a club.
Liam offers me his arm and I take it as we walk up to the building. My strappy gold heels click across the pavement, soliciting attention from bystanders.
"Well hello gorgeous!" A man calls out from the line. I ignore him but Liam tenses.
"I'm talking to you blondie!" He shouts again. The line shuffles and he appears near the front, in my view. "In the smoking hot white dress!"
"Are they always like this?" Liam mutters through gritted teeth.
"Unfortunately," I admit and pat his arm consolingly. "They usually leave me alone after a while though."
"I'm talking to you!" The man shouts again. Liam glares at him and slides his hand down my arm until he entwines our fingers. He nudges me in front of him and I willingly go up to the bouncer.
"Name," he drones, not even looking up.
"Uh," I look up at Liam.
"Look lady I've got a line here-" the bouncer says but is cut off midsentence as his eyes glance up and travel the length of my body. "Uh g-go on in," he stutters and lets Liam and I past.
"I didn't even give him my name," Liam mutters with confusion.
"Legs," I explain and Liam looks down at mine and raises his eyebrows.
"Well I suppose you're right," he admits. We walk into the pulsating building. Blue and yellow lights flash incessantly and as soon as we walk in I get a headache from the ridiculously loud music. It's going to be a long night. Liam leads me around the dancing crowd and up to the bar.
"Tequila right?" He questions, I nod my head and he turns back to the bar and orders.
I look around for familiar faces and am relieved when I see none. I scan the occupants of the bar and a creepy man who's at least 40 winks at me. I look at him in disgust and wrap my arms around Liam's waist from behind. The guy doesn't seem to take the hint, instead he starts walking over to me. Oh god.
"Hey beautiful," he slurs and leans against the bar. Liam turns around and I unravel my arms.
"She's with me fucker," he threatens. The guy glances at Liam with glazed over eyes.
"I think we should let the beautiful lady decide," he says and looks at me with hunger in his eyes.
I can't help it, I laugh. "I think I'll stick with Liam," I say through giggles and elbow Liam lightly in the ribs.
"Suit yourself," the man says and shrugs. Liam pushes me in front of him so that I'm facing the bar, his breath on my neck.
"Am I going to have to deal with guys like that all night?" He whispers sexily.
"I can deal with them just fine thanks," I says and push his arms off of my waist. I stalk away into the crowd and fumble with my purse. He acts like I can't take care of myself and that pisses me off more than anything. Add the fact that my arm aches, I'm exhausted, and I have a headache, you've got one very easily irritated Sage.
I finally find what I'm looking for and push through to the back exit. The crowd thins out and I push through the steel door to an alleyway behind the club. I pull out the cigarette and the small lighter and place it in my mouth. I flick open the lighter but the stupid thing won't fucking flame. I groan in frustration and continue switching it but nothing more than a spark happens.
"Need some help love?" A familiar voice asks from the doorway. I look up to see none other than Harry standing there, a lighter in hand.
I nod and he walks over and lights the cigarette in my mouth. I inhale the ashy fumes and put the broken lighter back in my purse. I take the cigarette out of my mouth and puff the smoke into Harry's face.
"I didn't know you smoked," he states and leans against the wall next to me.
"That's because I don't," I say and take another draw.
"Well that makes sense," he says sarcastically. "How long ago did you quit?" He says in a more gentle tone.
"Three years ago," I puff out. "At least that's what everyone I know thinks."
"May I?" He asks and gestures to the cigarette dangling from my fingertips.
"Go for it," I say and he takes a draw before handing it back to me.
"It's a disgusting habit really, but sometimes I can't help it," I admit and stub out the cigarette on the brick behind me, leaving a charred mark.
"Why can't you help it now?" He asks and looks at me with green eyes that speed up my heartbeat and make my legs feel like jello.
"Well let's just say that going clubbing wasn't exactly what I wanted to do with my night," I admit and clear my throat. Harry leans towards me and I smell the smoke on his breath.
"Why did you come out clubbing then?" He asks lowly.
"Liam asked me to," I admit and see his shoulders slump.
"About Liam... There's something you should know," Harry says and pleads with me with his eyes.
"Yes?" I ask, itching for information on Liam so I can finally stop pursuing him. Even though he is hot.
"He's not the guy you think he it," Harry begins. "He's dangerous."
"I was getting the sense that you were dangerous as well," I mumble, thinking back to seeing him hit Danny. Poor, innocent Danny.
"Liam's worse.. When I hurt people, I feel bad," Harry explains and leans closer to me, leaving an inch of space between our lips. "When he hurts people, he likes it."
"I don't believe you," I test.
"You should," Harry says huskily. His arms wrap around my waist and our lips slam together in a passionate kiss. I place my hands on his chest and push back.
"That's not a good enough explanation Harold," I say sternly. No kissing until I get the info I need. "If you're trying to get me away from him I'm going to need more than just that."
I cross my arm and he rakes his hand through his curls. "I'll show you then," he says and grabs my hand. He pulls me back into the club and I soon find myself lost in the crowd, Harry's hand anchoring me to him. He stops abruptly and I slam into him.
"Harry what the hell?" I ask but he pulls me forward into the opening. I glance at the faces in the booth staring at me. Shit.
"There you are I was worried.." Liam stands and starts to walk towards me but stops abruptly when he sees my hand linked with Harry's.
"I just stepped out for a moment..." I mumble and look at the ground where my shoes are. Louis chuckles but shuts up when I glare at him.
"I thought I told you to sleep?" Zayn says with raised eyebrows, leaning back in the seat and sipping his beer.
"Something came up," I joke and he smiles at me sweetly.
"Liam I need you to go over to jakes," Harry says abruptly.
"Harry," Liam warns and glances at me quickly.
"Do it Liam," Harry says tensely. I watch the exchange with wide eyes.
As I'm anticipating Liam's response I feel a hand cup my butt. I whip around, letting go of Harry's hand in the process. A muscular guy, probably a few years older than me, stands there smirking.
"What the fuck?" I shout and slap his hand down.
"Wanna dance?" The guy shouts over the music. I look at him in disgust but fear courses through my body as I crane my neck up to see his face. This guys is humongous, there is no way I could take him in a fight without a weapon of some sort.
"Do you have a problem?" Liam snarks from behind me. I take a step backwards and run into another person, I look up to see Harry looking at me with concern.
"You okay?" He whispers. I nod shakily.
"She's clearly not your girl," the huge man says to Liam. "So back off."
Instead of replying Liam punches the man square in the jaw, the guy stumbles backwards.
"What the hell mate!" The man shouts. Liam punches him again and the guy falls to the floor. I knew Liam was a good fighter, he proved that when those guys came at me with knives, but this is animal. I think I've seen enough to confirm what Harry said as the truth. The guy is barely defending himself yet Liam continues to punch him. I turn so that I'm facing Harry.
"Get me out of here," I whisper. He nods and wraps an arm around my shoulder and leads me out of the club. I glance over my shoulder and Zayn looks at me with a sad smile before knocking back the rest of his beer and standing to pull Liam off of the man.

Notes

So i gave you all an update but this might be the last one for this week because finals and stress. I will try to update as much as possible but it might not be as often as usual. I love you though.
questions:
TEAM ZAYN, TEAM LIAM, OR TEAM HARRY?
DOES ZAYN EVEN LIKE SAGE LIKE THAT?
WHATS SAGE GOING TO DO ABOUT LIAM?
Answer and I'll try to update more than normally this week ;)
xoxo

Comments

I guess you won't update any time soon, or at all.. am I right? I just want to say that it's an amazing and unusual story and it definitely deserves a proper ending.. but I understand that you are busy.. it's a shame, though..

Anwyn Anwyn
4/12/15

Wow, I haven't been on here for a long time and just finsihed reading the last chapter you updated. I know you may be busy, but I was just wondering if you're going to finish this story?

Carissaaa Carissaaa
3/8/15

Please please update! :)

justagirl justagirl
11/6/14

OMFG please let them get married omg please I know she loves him but doesn't want to get hurt when the case is over please please please let her drop the case and marry Harry please omg of they don't get married I will freak the fuck out.

leahstyles35 leahstyles35
10/7/14

Such a great book. This is amazing, your are a really great writer.

BiggKay BiggKay
10/7/14